[ He lifts a finger to touch the lower side of Byerly's crooked smile, considering it for a moment, adding it to a catalog of other moments he's seen it. ]
I'm joking. I hope. [ But while they're on the subject. ] Will you tell your spymaster about this?
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[ He lifts a finger to touch the lower side of Byerly's crooked smile, considering it for a moment, adding it to a catalog of other moments he's seen it. ]
I'm joking. I hope. [ But while they're on the subject. ] Will you tell your spymaster about this?