barty raises his eyebrows, cycling through the right emotions for what somebody in his situation should be feeling - apprehension, understanding, and a sort of sly delight. he grins down at her, being careful to not try and gauge the guards’ reaction, and offers kate his arm just as she takes it. ] I’d be delighted. It’s a private office.
[ that time, he does glance over, trying to send the silent message of come on, man, help me out here. as they get closer to the door, he drops his arm, hand resting at the small of kate’s back - not so far down to be indecent or blatantly pervy, but. close. ]
Got something to grab at my desk. [ it’s a lie to the guards, even in their cover it’s still a brazen falsehood. barty holds his ID up so the guards can see, photo and museum logo visible, but his name’s blocked by his fingers. ] You mind?
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barty raises his eyebrows, cycling through the right emotions for what somebody in his situation should be feeling - apprehension, understanding, and a sort of sly delight. he grins down at her, being careful to not try and gauge the guards’ reaction, and offers kate his arm just as she takes it. ] I’d be delighted. It’s a private office.
[ that time, he does glance over, trying to send the silent message of come on, man, help me out here. as they get closer to the door, he drops his arm, hand resting at the small of kate’s back - not so far down to be indecent or blatantly pervy, but. close. ]
Got something to grab at my desk. [ it’s a lie to the guards, even in their cover it’s still a brazen falsehood. barty holds his ID up so the guards can see, photo and museum logo visible, but his name’s blocked by his fingers. ] You mind?