Re: Quentin Coldwater & Agnes Jurati
Quentin shifted his hand to palm the coin and smiled across the table. "Hi. I'm Quentin." He turned his hand to wave at her then shook his head and laughed softly. "I'm not even gonna pretend to be good at this."
Even if he did, anyone would see right through him. "And I'm not even gonna pretend I know what to say." Self-deprecation? He was a master at that one. "Sorry. I"m just nervous."