Caesura

[Marcus DuBois]

The irritation that came and went was constant, but he was able to dismiss that. Malik was the one with the problem, not him. Mostly. Her demeanor was cool, closed. He was often careful with people like that. People who hid behind walls. Sometimes it was merely protection. Other times....well, there could be dangers other times.

Of course others hid behind masks, even affable open ones. Him included. And there were definitely dangers there. Ascendancy didn't see it, after all, what his Consul was.

He nodded his head with a friendly smile, masking his disappointment. He'd wanted those equations. "I'd appreciate that, thank you. As for the rest, not really. More than anything else, I was curious about you, given your request. It's not something I've seen in many other channelers. They hunger to use the power, of course. Most do. But something more rigorous is usually not interesting."
He waved it off as no big deal as he stood. "Artists rather than scientists. But then again, I the world needs both."
He glanced at the piano momentarily before meeting her eye again.

He held out his hand to shake hers. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Natalie. Do let me know what you decide."