[Stede's hair isn't remotely long enough to tug around over the man's lips for a preview. The best Edward can do is squint slightly, one hand lifting to block the view of the lower half of Stede's face.
It's hard to imagine. It's a bit of a waste, as well, to imagine covering up this much of the man's face.]
Suppose not. [His hand drops, body still twisted to study the man standing over him.] Go on, then.
[A mirror would work. Finding the mirror would also drag out the quiet connection here for at least a few moments longer.]
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It's hard to imagine. It's a bit of a waste, as well, to imagine covering up this much of the man's face.]
Suppose not. [His hand drops, body still twisted to study the man standing over him.] Go on, then.
[A mirror would work. Finding the mirror would also drag out the quiet connection here for at least a few moments longer.]