His brow arched slightly at the aborted statement followed by deep silence. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from saying anything just yet, not wanting to break whatever tenuous thread seemed to be making Arthur actually consider it. The movement was also an attempt to keep a handle on the flutter of hope that was blossoming in his chest, though that was harder to quash than his voice was, really.
He waited, holding as still as he could, barely even daring to breathe lest it disrupt Arthur's train of thought.
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Date: 2010-10-28 03:31 pm (UTC)He waited, holding as still as he could, barely even daring to breathe lest it disrupt Arthur's train of thought.