The flicker of confusion that crossed the young man's face only served to pique Methos' interest. He leaned forward, his gaze curious. "You're not immortal, at least not the flavor I'm used to, and you look remarkably well adjusted so I'd venture the Hat didn't pull you here straight from Athens."
He began stacking the papers, most of them with scribbled nonsense and ancient dirty jokes, alongside the books. "I'm all ears if you'd care to share."
With a pang, he tried not to recall how much that sounded like something Joe would say.
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Date: 2010-08-08 01:06 am (UTC)He began stacking the papers, most of them with scribbled nonsense and ancient dirty jokes, alongside the books. "I'm all ears if you'd care to share."
With a pang, he tried not to recall how much that sounded like something Joe would say.