[ it's true that tseng carefully maintains a network of relationships here in the resort, some for personal reasons and others for practical ones—but among all those people he knows, clorinde is uniquely important to tseng, and it's hardly a difficult thing for him to choose to spend his time in his company. if anything, it feels more like a privilege for tseng to be so invited.
he smiles at the question, resting an elbow on the table and his chin in his palm as he gazes across at clorinde. she really is unbelievably beautiful—it's gift enough to sit here across from her. ]
I do enjoy wine, but my favorite liquor is gin, [ tseng says, consideringly. after a moment he adds, ] The village where I was born had juniper trees.
[ maybe his enjoyment of the flavor of gin is nostalgic, in a sense. if it's possible to be nostalgic for something you no longer remember. at any rate, although tseng rarely talks about his childhood or his former home, he feels safe to do so with clorinde. ]
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he smiles at the question, resting an elbow on the table and his chin in his palm as he gazes across at clorinde. she really is unbelievably beautiful—it's gift enough to sit here across from her. ]
I do enjoy wine, but my favorite liquor is gin, [ tseng says, consideringly. after a moment he adds, ] The village where I was born had juniper trees.
[ maybe his enjoyment of the flavor of gin is nostalgic, in a sense. if it's possible to be nostalgic for something you no longer remember. at any rate, although tseng rarely talks about his childhood or his former home, he feels safe to do so with clorinde. ]
What about you?