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Attentive eyes followed from the holes of the mask with initial surprise the other’s putting down ink on paper, leaning slightly moreover to observe, chin laid on the back of his hand as it was propped up by the elbow with delicately aristocratic energy. So he’s mute. For a moment, his tactless usual burning curiosity pushed, pressed to ask the other the reason behind it, had it been perhaps one of his stunts gone awry. The moment of reading tough saved him from the awful itch.
“My, oh my, as if saying nothing!” Gerard laughed softly, genuinely marvelled by the discover as his eyes flicked back up to Ben. He adjusted himself better in the chair, as if ready to get told a tale. “I reveal my shame by saying that I’ve seen very few movies, and most when I was but a child. I’m intrigued, you must have such courage to muster for playing such a role yourself, ¿no es así?” His fingers brushed leisurely against his chin as they were brought back, to place his cheek in his palm and gaze in what could be described as tenderly, maybe dreamy at the other with a lip-closed smile.
“Working in a cinema... ah, I imagine that’s the closest a man can reach to knowing the true nature of dreams. Tell me more, I beg of you.”