Re: Prologue - Clara Jones
Brick reached up, rubbing the back of his head, his attention a little more on the table than her at the moment. When he finally spoke, he was looking at her, but not meeting her gaze.
"What I wanted to tell you?" It seemed as though he were actually trying to remember. Or maybe he still wasn't over being nervous. "Well, what I wanted to tell you was that was damn impressive tonight. Even up to the end, you didn't want to quit. And it's not too many I've found that can hold their own against me." Funny how the compliment turned back around to him, though he didn't seem conscious of it. "'Course, if you've been training that long, I can see why. Maybe if you just...had a little extra going for you."