Rodney watches John as he shades his eyes and squints into the sun; he sees a flicker of something that might be longing on John’s face, before it’s replaced by smiling affection.
You know, a lot of times people have them working jobs in AUs that make me wonder how they got there...or have me just suspend my belief in order to enjoy the story. But with this one sentence right here you managed to convey how John would end up working with birds at a Falconry without needing to throw the reason in our face. That's pretty impressive.
The rest of the story was enjoyable as well. Great fic.
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You know, a lot of times people have them working jobs in AUs that make me wonder how they got there...or have me just suspend my belief in order to enjoy the story. But with this one sentence right here you managed to convey how John would end up working with birds at a Falconry without needing to throw the reason in our face. That's pretty impressive.
The rest of the story was enjoyable as well. Great fic.