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"Ah, but if I were to say that I would be the one at fault." Cesare retorted with a wry smile. "We each have our tasks in this, even if we hate the idea."
And his charge was as unwilling as he was. It wouldn't make for a great time, though as he had said, they each had a job to do. With the pompous, formal Priscilla out of the room, Cesare once more reached for his cigarette and lit it, puffing out a plume of smoke from his mouth and nostrils a moment later. Most interested in the twirling smoke's crawl towards the ceiling than in the girl next to him, the man let out a sharp sigh. It wouldn't make for a great time.
And his charge was as unwilling as he was. It wouldn't make for a great time, though as he had said, they each had a job to do. With the pompous, formal Priscilla out of the room, Cesare once more reached for his cigarette and lit it, puffing out a plume of smoke from his mouth and nostrils a moment later. Most interested in the twirling smoke's crawl towards the ceiling than in the girl next to him, the man let out a sharp sigh. It wouldn't make for a great time.