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[And he hopes that his tone alone conveys that there's no questioning it. Hands off of his muzzle. A paw stays gripped on the scruff of his neck.
Looking beyond at Arthur and Eames, Larry is at a loss for words. He couldn't help it. Should he apologize? Argue? No.
The Gambler know whens to fold em. A half turn and slow at it before he starts a pace of walking away. Yeah. Walking.]