Of course, of course. [He waved a hand. He would want wine, it only make sense to share with Juliet.]
Twice. [Londo shook his head.] Once, it was more than enough. Myself, I would not want to be in your shoes for anything, no. And to think that it does this often. I begin to think that the Tree actively dislikes us. Perhaps we are parasites to it, hm?
[It was an easier topic than what he'd seen, but he knew why Juliet was here. Londo just didn't know what he felt about talking on what he'd seen.] Pride. No, there is no pride in it. There is only wondering. Could there be reason enough?
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Twice. [Londo shook his head.] Once, it was more than enough. Myself, I would not want to be in your shoes for anything, no. And to think that it does this often. I begin to think that the Tree actively dislikes us. Perhaps we are parasites to it, hm?
[It was an easier topic than what he'd seen, but he knew why Juliet was here. Londo just didn't know what he felt about talking on what he'd seen.] Pride. No, there is no pride in it. There is only wondering. Could there be reason enough?