Even uncovered, it took a moment to match this face to the one that had twisted under the weight of sullen anger the other day. It was difficult enough to keep people straight when they didn't keep changing all the time. Oh, well. Ippolit supposed that was what kept things interesting.
"Right. That," Rakitin said, acquiring a vague, worn smile. "No harm done."
The look of contrition on the boy's face would have well suited a puppy or a young child. Ippolit had to surpress an impulse to give him either a sweet or a scratch behind the ears.
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Date: 2007-08-02 06:40 am (UTC)"Right. That," Rakitin said, acquiring a vague, worn smile. "No harm done."
The look of contrition on the boy's face would have well suited a puppy or a young child. Ippolit had to surpress an impulse to give him either a sweet or a scratch behind the ears.