[ Nicola's own business consists of a plate of food, a single letter from Antiva, and a book he has been carrying to the dining hall every day since he arrived like a shield against looking like he needs anyone to take pity on him.
At least this doesn't smell anything like pity. His glance up from the letter is brief. ]
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Date: 2025-07-30 04:43 am (UTC)At least this doesn't smell anything like pity. His glance up from the letter is brief. ]
Thank you.