[He lifts up his hand so that Gansey can see it, ticking off points.]
You're Richard Campbell Gansey, III, he of the absurd name, long may he reign over the ungrateful court he holds at the Meadows. You're a student of history, a student of magic, the rare student of magic who loves it despite being unable to access it's plethora of wonder and it's garbage can of horrors.
You're full of wonder about things that are Welsh Kings that will move to things that aren't. You're the kind of friend someone calls for coffee and the kind of friend someone calls to get them out of a Montana jail at untold hours of the night. You're probably the kind of friend who would move a dead body.
You're honest. You're wonderful. You're easy to like. You don't sleep, which really, you should sleep. You're a fussy eater. You speak like an old man on TV who is trying to convince us that gold is a solid investment. You're going to be incredible one day, even if what you choose to do is train lice for the louse circus, but I think you'll probably go into archaeology. You found me when I needed someone to find me.
[You're a boy I fell in love with despite all my best intentions, Billy might as well say.]
You don't need a Welsh King to show you the way. You're a king all on your own.
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[He lifts up his hand so that Gansey can see it, ticking off points.]
You're Richard Campbell Gansey, III, he of the absurd name, long may he reign over the ungrateful court he holds at the Meadows. You're a student of history, a student of magic, the rare student of magic who loves it despite being unable to access it's plethora of wonder and it's garbage can of horrors.
You're full of wonder about things that are Welsh Kings that will move to things that aren't. You're the kind of friend someone calls for coffee and the kind of friend someone calls to get them out of a Montana jail at untold hours of the night. You're probably the kind of friend who would move a dead body.
You're honest. You're wonderful. You're easy to like. You don't sleep, which really, you should sleep. You're a fussy eater. You speak like an old man on TV who is trying to convince us that gold is a solid investment. You're going to be incredible one day, even if what you choose to do is train lice for the louse circus, but I think you'll probably go into archaeology. You found me when I needed someone to find me.
[You're a boy I fell in love with despite all my best intentions, Billy might as well say.]
You don't need a Welsh King to show you the way. You're a king all on your own.