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[ It coaxes a small half-smile out of her, the emphasis on problem-solving especially is heartening. She might not be able to list the Kings of England or quote the fights historical, but she's surprisingly inventive in scrapes. The way he talks about that random dude not being able to do it makes it sound like a skill Phil really values. Which is nice. ]

I guess there's no point being smart if you can't make it work for you. What's that thing- 'the mind is a good servant and a terrible master'? I might be misquoting.

Yeah. Something like that.

[ With a question like that, he'd gotten a sense that Darcy hadn't had anyone properly divide up someone's intelligence, self worth, and the grades they got on a paper before. It'd taken him an embarrassingly long time to get to that point, so he's just happy to expedite the process a little for her.

... Oh, back to the point, though.

Phil swipes on his phone screen. ] Hey, you never told me you used to have a bowl cut.

You tell anyone and I'll kill you. Honest to god. I can debone a chicken, I'm sure deboning a person isn't that much harder.

[ WOW WAY TO KILL THE MOMENT, PHIL. ]