[ He spits, turning away. It was too good to be true, wasn't it? He tried to do a good thing, and it turned around and bit him in the ass. Ah, but wait. He turns back to Blondie, folding his ar-- that is, clenching his hand into a fist at his side. There's a warning buzz at the back of his mind, cautioning him against asking too many questions, but he's gotten pretty good at finding the limits of what he can and can't know. ]
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[ He spits, turning away. It was too good to be true, wasn't it? He tried to do a good thing, and it turned around and bit him in the ass. Ah, but wait. He turns back to Blondie, folding his ar-- that is, clenching his hand into a fist at his side. There's a warning buzz at the back of his mind, cautioning him against asking too many questions, but he's gotten pretty good at finding the limits of what he can and can't know. ]
You know me. Don't you.