Re: Clorinda/Caradoc
She ignored his reaction. She was used to that. If they argued every time they disagreed on how to handle an ancient artefact, they'd never speak, or eat, or drink, or fuck, and she especially liked the last one.
"I will not bring anything up with her. It's not my find. You know that I don't step on other people's toes. That doesn't mean that I can't push for you to talk to her," she said. "And the museum isn't stupid. The museum gives everyone the opportunity to see whatever you found. Imagine if I gave Morgana's first want to some old rich man, who'd keep it in his living room or great room. Instead, it'll on display for the first time at the gala, for everyone to see it, to feel a connection to our ancestors."
Clorinda grabbed the napkin, because she didn't need any man to get that close to her lap unless there was sex involved and then delved into the food. Merlin, those eggs tasted amazing.
"Window shopping and a little people shopping," she said, with food in her mouth. "I work around digs. We get up with the sun and go to sleep early. This isn't early."