As Laura recited the facts, Gaius nodded slowly as he listened. She'd done her research and since she did not bring up anything troublesome, he knew he could make a choice between the two without too much worry. Tomorrow, though, as Gaius thought, work hours were quite sacred and his, for once, were over.
“Excellent,” he declared, clasping his hands together, the envelope crinkling. Then the Strix placed it on the table between the couches, firmly delegating the choice to tomorrow. “A good day's work, I'd say. Have you eaten?”
“Excellent,” he declared, clasping his hands together, the envelope crinkling. Then the Strix placed it on the table between the couches, firmly delegating the choice to tomorrow. “A good day's work, I'd say. Have you eaten?”