[For a moment, Alec’s smartass facade recedes, leaving only a serious look which informs Rufus of one thing: this one adheres to his own set of rules. That alone is nothing too unusual, but—]
Standards. [—he echoes. That implies the rules are steeped in morality of some kind, and that always makes things more complicated than need be.
But it’s good to know. It means that his reply should mean something.]
If I told you that my father’s time as President is up, what would you say?
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Standards. [—he echoes. That implies the rules are steeped in morality of some kind, and that always makes things more complicated than need be.
But it’s good to know. It means that his reply should mean something.]
If I told you that my father’s time as President is up, what would you say?