Connor eyes him quietly, but he knows that look. All immortals past a century start to get that way, once in a while, and most learn to recognize it even sooner from their first teachers. He drinks a little, looks over his sword, catches his breath and lets Nick get lost in memory for a few minutes.
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Date: 2011-01-04 02:04 am (UTC)