[No. No, not working. Not this time around. This isn't as sadistic as Inumuta seems to think it is if he's resorting to sympathy please I'm sorry. Who better to teach a young new tricks than an old dog who's fed the hell up with the world at large, right?
He has plenty of sympathy, but good God—this is a bit much.]
Don't do what? [Genuine confusion over on his end as he tugs one glove on, eyebrows furrowed.] Can't withdraw now. It's there. Somebody would notice, might ask about it. Somebody like Annie. What, am I going to tell her you started yowling like you'd been kicked, made an infantile scene of nothing, and I caved in? [PFFT PLEASE.] That looks bad on both of us.
[Both gloves on. Fortunately, there are no sunglasses to follow, and certainly no Who song going to blare in the background. He's not stoic enough for it to really fit anyway. It's still just as final. He even reaches up to stuff part of his scarf back into his coat.]
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He has plenty of sympathy, but good God—this is a bit much.]
Don't do what? [Genuine confusion over on his end as he tugs one glove on, eyebrows furrowed.] Can't withdraw now. It's there. Somebody would notice, might ask about it. Somebody like Annie. What, am I going to tell her you started yowling like you'd been kicked, made an infantile scene of nothing, and I caved in? [PFFT PLEASE.] That looks bad on both of us.
[Both gloves on. Fortunately, there are no sunglasses to follow, and certainly no Who song going to blare in the background. He's not stoic enough for it to really fit anyway. It's still just as final. He even reaches up to stuff part of his scarf back into his coat.]