[ (The first time he calls her Wolls, she corrects him — twice — and tells him that her name is Wallace. Despite all of her traveling and all of her companions, no one has ever thought to call her that before and so what follows is a drawn-out explanation as to what a nickname is and the subsequent debate as to whether it's indicative of intimacy or laziness.
Needless to say it isn't the last of such debates but it certainly is a first. And that back and forth, the way Wallace's mouth ultimately crooks in bemusement by the end, colors the whole of their time together. All the long, yet-too-short years.) ]
But I like thanking you. It's— [ She pauses, searching for the word. ] —gratifying.
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Needless to say it isn't the last of such debates but it certainly is a first. And that back and forth, the way Wallace's mouth ultimately crooks in bemusement by the end, colors the whole of their time together. All the long, yet-too-short years.) ]
But I like thanking you. It's— [ She pauses, searching for the word. ] —gratifying.