Jasmijn’s Reviews > The Alloy of Law > Status Update

"You are inexperienced. So was I, once. So is every man. The measure of a person is not how much they have lived. It is not how easily they jump at a noise or how quick they are to show emotion. It's in how they make use of what life has shown them."

Wayne walked over, glancing at the apparatus set up on the desk. "I'm not sure if I want to touch any of this, mate. I'm rather fond of all my fingers."
"It's not going to explode, Wayne," he said dryly.
"You said that-"
"It happened once," Waxillium said.
"Do you know how bloody annoying it is to regrow fingers, Wax?"
"If it's on par with your complaining, then it's likely appalling indeed."

While the others were distracted by the soup, Waxillium broke the wax off the sealed shell casing and found a small rolled-up piece of paper inside. He glanced at Wayne, then unrolled it.
You were right, it read.
"I usually am," he muttered as Wayne placed a bowl of soup in front of him. "What are you up to, Wayne?"
"One seventy, thank you," Wayne said under his breath. "I've been lifting weights and eating steak."

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He stayed away from the windows. He was backlit, and would make an excellent target for a sniper outside. Not that he really thought there would be one, but... well, he felt more comfortable working this way.

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It was two fifteen. He should be getting some sleep. Normal people slept at these hours. He dimmed the lights not to be backlit, then walked to the window.