[ For a moment he looks like he's thinking of saying something cute, in the light-and-trite sense of the word, maybe offering to sell Byerly one of the terrible gardening manuals he still hasn't managed to fully liquidate, but he rolls his lips through his teeth as if to wring the smile out of them and manages to contain the impulse. ]
Well. You might be right. But if I unintentionally devastate you, let me know, and I will try to fix it.
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Well. You might be right. But if I unintentionally devastate you, let me know, and I will try to fix it.