"Ah, yes." He taps his temple; points to Mia. "Spot on, that intuition. Did it also catch that I'm an awful singer and once screamed like a child when I ran into a spiderweb? To be fair, I was a child. Maybe seven. Or eight."
(Babble as a means of deflection? Alistair? NEVER.)
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(Babble as a means of deflection? Alistair? NEVER.)