Lasha looked down, regarding Irinarhov, the narwhal- a fascinating animal he somehow hadn't expected to exist.
"He did," he replied, at leisure. "The name struck me, for I recalled well what happened to the only other Irinarhov I knew of. Andrusha was there, though young, and I wondered if he recollected any of that day."
Ilarion tipped his shoulder in a negligent shrug.
"I wrote back to remind him, merely as a curiosity."
Lasha tilted his head, with a cynical and leading smile.
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Date: 2009-02-13 10:03 am (UTC)"He did," he replied, at leisure. "The name struck me, for I recalled well what happened to the only other Irinarhov I knew of. Andrusha was there, though young, and I wondered if he recollected any of that day."
Ilarion tipped his shoulder in a negligent shrug.
"I wrote back to remind him, merely as a curiosity."
Lasha tilted his head, with a cynical and leading smile.
"Why?" he asked, innocuous. "Did he remember?"