[ he takes too long to answer this question - it seems like he's going to say one thing, but he stops himself, tucking the lower half of his face into his scarf. ]
...yeah. [ yeah. that's it. his thoughts betray him, though - the brief mental image ketch of a bunch of assholes flickers across his mind.
no subject
...yeah. [ yeah. that's it. his thoughts betray him, though - the brief mental image ketch of a bunch of assholes flickers across his mind.
anyway, ]
Just reunited, huh.