Without the context of what modern English bluebloods are expected to contribute, the sheer magnitude of his olive branch renders her mute. Her eyes go huge, luminous in the lamplight.
"Yes," she starts, once her head catches up, "yes, exactly! We have a right to understand where and how the art of now comes from art of then, or what's the point of sharing anything!?" Excitement puts a quiver into her voice.
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Without the context of what modern English bluebloods are expected to contribute, the sheer magnitude of his olive branch renders her mute. Her eyes go huge, luminous in the lamplight.
"Yes," she starts, once her head catches up, "yes, exactly! We have a right to understand where and how the art of now comes from art of then, or what's the point of sharing anything!?" Excitement puts a quiver into her voice.