[ A pause settles. Off guard, and then thoughtful. He imagines the wealth of poison he might attempt to purge, given the excuse, endless words and far too much information. He imagines his empty room, the lengthy evening ahead.
The ease of Bull's offer is almost too transparent to need to navigate. When his chest twinges deeply, he makes a decision-- ]
No need, [ breezily, and decides it's the wrong answer immediately after, even if there is a quality in Bull's voice that implies there is no wrong answer. ] I have every intention on being poor company.
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The ease of Bull's offer is almost too transparent to need to navigate. When his chest twinges deeply, he makes a decision-- ]
No need, [ breezily, and decides it's the wrong answer immediately after, even if there is a quality in Bull's voice that implies there is no wrong answer. ] I have every intention on being poor company.