(He can see Wilford's smile again, so unexpectedly genial after years of Curtis building up a monstrous image of the man and his engine. He can hear Gilliam's croak of a voice: Don't let him talk. Cut out his tongue.
Was that why? Because Gilliam knew Wilford would talk about their collaboration, the deeply rooted agreements between tail and front?)
Actions often come easier than words. Curtis reaches out, touching Dejah's arm just above the glove.
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(He can see Wilford's smile again, so unexpectedly genial after years of Curtis building up a monstrous image of the man and his engine. He can hear Gilliam's croak of a voice: Don't let him talk. Cut out his tongue.
Was that why? Because Gilliam knew Wilford would talk about their collaboration, the deeply rooted agreements between tail and front?)
Actions often come easier than words. Curtis reaches out, touching Dejah's arm just above the glove.