"What do you think, Elise?" Thomas Corsini asked once his guests had left, his eyes closed and voice deep.
Elise didn't answer right away. She couldn't.
She turned to the place where Averie Quinn Auclair had been sitting just moments ago.
"He doesn't act like an actor who has just made it."
The film industry wasn't the easiest to get into. Men had sprouted white hairs, and ladies had grown crow's feet before they had the chance to star in a movie.
A career like Averie's wasn't the most common, and the skills he showed as The Lady couldn't be spotted anywhere else in the world.
"It's like he never even entertained the idea of failure."
How could a man carving out a new path not be afraid of being waylaid?
Just like her father, Elise had also seen the entirety of Lady Ethereal. It had left her in a profound sense of admiration. The Averie Quinn Auclair she saw on the big screen was an artist who could not be described using any known vocabulary.
"He has such a unique air."
