Teatime smiled back, an open, friendly smile. Or what he had been taught an open and friendly smile should look like. He liked this man already - the way he liked most deadly animals. He usually got on well with them.
Stopping, hands still clasped behind his back, he waited patiently for the man to continue.
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Date: 2009-08-25 01:06 pm (UTC)Stopping, hands still clasped behind his back, he waited patiently for the man to continue.