[Petrana's look wins a brief but rueful grin from Julius, who can read it very well but doesn't have the spare focus to linger over it. He accepts Marcus's urging gratefully enough, eager but still controlled. He thinks that they're all likely to have a list of other things to try, after this, which is a pleasant prospect in its own right. But for now everything narrows down to the present, a moment full enough on its own.
He shifts his weight, more a function of the deliberate pace than an intentional provocation, but even the small shift in angle is enough to make him catch his breath, just short of a groan.]
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He shifts his weight, more a function of the deliberate pace than an intentional provocation, but even the small shift in angle is enough to make him catch his breath, just short of a groan.]