[The deed done, Jones stands awkwardly, silently, before Sylvanas. Oddly, he's grateful they can't quite understand each other at the moment. He wouldn't have any idea what to say otherwise, and takes the flood for an excuse.
With a grunt, he touches the top of his hat to Sylvanas and begins to back away. It's a heavy thing, his gift; he's certain she'd like to mull it over in the privacy of her cabin, alone]
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Date: 2013-12-11 12:58 pm (UTC)With a grunt, he touches the top of his hat to Sylvanas and begins to back away. It's a heavy thing, his gift; he's certain she'd like to mull it over in the privacy of her cabin, alone]