[ Carver just watches, silent and calculating. That scar is telling. It looks like a surgeon plied their trade, that it healed well enough not to permanently damage the organs underneath beyond repair, that infection didn't come to conquer. It doesn't even seem to be impacting mobility much. Certainly neater work than Carver and his brothers could have done.
A blessing. Maybe God loves this one.
He listens silently. He's being taught, he realizes; part of him resents it the way he always resented it when officers condescended to him. But he moves past that bristling part and listens. It's an honor to be taught by a master. ]
Sure, [ he agrees after a moment. ] Divide and conquer. So, who's the majority here?
no subject
A blessing. Maybe God loves this one.
He listens silently. He's being taught, he realizes; part of him resents it the way he always resented it when officers condescended to him. But he moves past that bristling part and listens. It's an honor to be taught by a master. ]
Sure, [ he agrees after a moment. ] Divide and conquer. So, who's the majority here?