[Swallowing down a ruder reply than he wants to actually give White - just a reflex from the annoyance at his current state - he shakes his head but that's a mistake too. The room starts swimming again so he fixes his eyes on one place in the carpet, hand rubbing down over his mouth and jaw again.]
It's been going around. [Is what he says, gaze going sidelong toward White but only for a second.] Just some kind of bug. I guess.
[He doesn't realize what White is driving at, the potential for foul play running amuck, but if he did he would argue that's par for the course in this place (dream) and whoever's responsible for the territory should be stuffed and shelved. Sighing, he shivers, closes his eyes for a moment and laces his fingers, pressing them across the bridge of his nose.]
Didn't seem this bad before. [It's a lame addition and he regrets it nearly as soon as it's out of his mouth but he lets it hang there for the two additional cents it might be worth.
He thinks about pointing out White can go again, but for some reason that strikes him as rude so he doesn't. Not yet anyway.]
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It's been going around. [Is what he says, gaze going sidelong toward White but only for a second.] Just some kind of bug. I guess.
[He doesn't realize what White is driving at, the potential for foul play running amuck, but if he did he would argue that's par for the course in this place (dream) and whoever's responsible for the territory should be stuffed and shelved. Sighing, he shivers, closes his eyes for a moment and laces his fingers, pressing them across the bridge of his nose.]
Didn't seem this bad before. [It's a lame addition and he regrets it nearly as soon as it's out of his mouth but he lets it hang there for the two additional cents it might be worth.
He thinks about pointing out White can go again, but for some reason that strikes him as rude so he doesn't. Not yet anyway.]