[The answer is almost immediately - but the almost is noticeable. Iris's silhouette is imprinted into his memory as, variously, someone clever, someone to watch out for, someone who might not stab him in the back (might). Even so, he's focused and his attention isn't as divided as it should be. He's writing about Rumpelstiltskin.]
[When he does look up, he watches her in silence before smiling, all sharp white teeth.]
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[When he does look up, he watches her in silence before smiling, all sharp white teeth.]
Fan of sharks?