He almost feels compelled to pull in Vane for an embrace. But Javert maintains some semblance of decorum and instead clasps both hands over Vane's for the shake.
"Go on, you may go. Find a decent rum to warm you, it is damnably cold," he says curtly, sounding much like his usual self. "I shall see you tomorrow."
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Date: 2019-12-17 09:54 pm (UTC)"Go on, you may go. Find a decent rum to warm you, it is damnably cold," he says curtly, sounding much like his usual self. "I shall see you tomorrow."
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Date: 2019-12-18 07:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-12-18 02:46 pm (UTC)"At this hour? I think not. Bonne nuit, Vane."