[ Connor follows his eyes briefly, scanning the feast as well and slowly edging a bit more to stand beside him. It gets him out of the way of the flow of people moving back and forth, mingling with one another. To the left, someone laughs loudly, to the right, two people chat about something totally indiscernable--none of the words, places, things make sense. It's a little frustrating.
Only when Arno mentions the year, he blinks a little, mouth popping open in surprise: ]
You're joking.
[ The French Revolution. ]
Sure could have used you back in Euro History when I was taking my gen eds...
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[ Connor follows his eyes briefly, scanning the feast as well and slowly edging a bit more to stand beside him. It gets him out of the way of the flow of people moving back and forth, mingling with one another. To the left, someone laughs loudly, to the right, two people chat about something totally indiscernable--none of the words, places, things make sense. It's a little frustrating.
Only when Arno mentions the year, he blinks a little, mouth popping open in surprise: ]
You're joking.
[ The French Revolution. ]
Sure could have used you back in Euro History when I was taking my gen eds...