[ Mark's eyes flick down, watching the pen scribble over the flimsy - the paper, he corrects himself mentally. What's he writing? How could he possibly be writing so much? Is he making notes for himself? There's scrap paper off to Galeni's side - plenty to use that isn't actually writing on the paper itself... ]
Uh...I was planning to turn that in to Illyan once you were done reading it.
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[ Mark's eyes flick down, watching the pen scribble over the flimsy - the paper, he corrects himself mentally. What's he writing? How could he possibly be writing so much? Is he making notes for himself? There's scrap paper off to Galeni's side - plenty to use that isn't actually writing on the paper itself... ]
Uh...I was planning to turn that in to Illyan once you were done reading it.