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Library, Sunday

Despite the fact he way or may not have gotten fired on Wednesday, though he pretty sure it'd been a case of not, Face was back behind the desk today. Though in between checking and stacking books, he made a point of scrubbing out the coffee pot.

Just because Barry hadn't been responsible for the island going weird, it didn't mean that the pot was safe.

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Hey now. Hey now. The official take on the Exalted March against the Dales was that the elves turned into assholes overnight and started attacking Orlesian villages.

"You developed an entirely new form of communication?" Cassandra echoed, looking interested.

And what did the elves say about who started it?

Face nodded. "Kinetic communication. Mix of body language, facial expressions, subtle gestures you wouldn't notice if you weren't looking for them. You'd be surprised how much information can be conveyed that way."

Cassandra didn't know. Nobody asked.

"So you became more... subtle," she said.

Yeah, you didn't need Lorrdian communication skills to figure out how Cassandra felt about anything.

"Is there anything about me that screams subtle?" Face asked. "But, yeah, after a few hundred years where it was the only way we could communicate, we got pretty good at controlling and reading body language, and even after we were allowed to talk to each other again, we just kept doing it." For four thousand years.

"And after we started working with our voices as well we became really good mimics." Look, he could do a Nevarran accent!