Keys sits down on the sofa, tucked into one corner with his back against
the arm so that he can face her when she sits down. He pushes his sleeves
up as she starts to open the wine, really letting himself settle.
"Okay, I guess?" he says. "I bought some stuff for the apartment, and I
called the Computer Science Department at Barton. They might actually have
a vacancy for me, if teaching is what I want to. And I could look at maybe
getting my PhD, but I don't know about that."
It feels weirdly like admitting that he knows that he's going to be here
for a while.
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Keys sits down on the sofa, tucked into one corner with his back against the arm so that he can face her when she sits down. He pushes his sleeves up as she starts to open the wine, really letting himself settle.
"Okay, I guess?" he says. "I bought some stuff for the apartment, and I called the Computer Science Department at Barton. They might actually have a vacancy for me, if teaching is what I want to. And I could look at maybe getting my PhD, but I don't know about that."
It feels weirdly like admitting that he knows that he's going to be here for a while.