"You know, I am quite glad I ran into you. I have a question, and you're perhaps one of the most qualified people I know to answer it."
The Fool is still puzzling over the peculiar treat he has collected from the vendor when Trahearne asks him that question. Lifting his eyes, he gives his friend a wry look, the corners of his mouth pulled into a incredulous smile. "Oh dear," he replies, almost laughing as he says the words, then adds, "and what quandary would a Fool be most qualified to answer?" There's plenty of whimsy in his words, of course, but his gaze is genuine and thoughtful.
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The Fool is still puzzling over the peculiar treat he has collected from the vendor when Trahearne asks him that question. Lifting his eyes, he gives his friend a wry look, the corners of his mouth pulled into a incredulous smile. "Oh dear," he replies, almost laughing as he says the words, then adds, "and what quandary would a Fool be most qualified to answer?" There's plenty of whimsy in his words, of course, but his gaze is genuine and thoughtful.