Attorne Mordecai

[Setting: The deck of a quiet ship. Stars above. The sea calm. A lantern swings slightly in the breeze. They're alone.] Sidleton: You always pace the deck when you're deep in thought. Attorney: And you always notice when I do. Sidleton: (smiles faintly) It’s hard not to. You're the loudest quiet person I’ve ever met. Attorney: Is that your polite way of calling me restless? Sidleton: Maybe. Or maybe I just like watching you try to outrun your own mind. Attorney: (turns to face him, voice