[Rosalind cants her head as she glances at Robert, a moment's wry questioning in the look before she takes up her own cup in passing and moves to dose it with the appropriate amount of sugar. If this is the game he wishes to play, this seems neither the time nor the place to shatter it, for either of their sakes.
It's made easier by the fact that there's no artifice in the bemusement that comes with Robert, of all people, appointing himself this young woman's chaperone.]
Unless you've taken upon yourself the mantle of our moral guardian, brother.
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[Rosalind cants her head as she glances at Robert, a moment's wry questioning in the look before she takes up her own cup in passing and moves to dose it with the appropriate amount of sugar. If this is the game he wishes to play, this seems neither the time nor the place to shatter it, for either of their sakes.
It's made easier by the fact that there's no artifice in the bemusement that comes with Robert, of all people, appointing himself this young woman's chaperone.]
Unless you've taken upon yourself the mantle of our moral guardian, brother.