[ It's wise for Shaw to keep that opinion to herself, because Harold has about had it up to here with other people trying to tell him how to process his grief. Okay, it was just one person, but it coming from John made it unbearable.
He wants to protest putting her out of her bed, but he sees the sense in it and swallows the discomfort of needing accommodations with a grimace. ]
... You haven't named her already? [ He's drawn into this question despite himself. Harold rifles through some possible literary references in his mind at high speed, and lands on one that amuses at least himself, if not Shaw. ]
no subject
He wants to protest putting her out of her bed, but he sees the sense in it and swallows the discomfort of needing accommodations with a grimace. ]
... You haven't named her already? [ He's drawn into this question despite himself. Harold rifles through some possible literary references in his mind at high speed, and lands on one that amuses at least himself, if not Shaw. ]
Are you familiar with the works of John le Carré?