[But he keeps going, even without her asking. Perhaps he wants her to know. Or perhaps there's something about Agitha that allows him to think it's okay to continue.
Her hands fidgets a little, brush along the ridges of her basket as she listens.]
But you couldn't have known that.
[And all the same, anyone in that position would feel like a fool. She may be only twelve, but she understands.]
Re: COMMON ROOM, EVERY SATURDAY
Her hands fidgets a little, brush along the ridges of her basket as she listens.]
But you couldn't have known that.
[And all the same, anyone in that position would feel like a fool. She may be only twelve, but she understands.]