[ Faraday only just suppresses the instinct to wince at that.
(He almost feels like a child again, preparing himself for the dressing down of a lifetime.) ]
Well, you've got my attention.
[ Mildly, his thumbs hooking over his belt; a posture of ease, as he rocks his weight to one leg, though it's mostly for show, as something nervous coils tightly in his chest. ]
Expect you want me to pass on a message or somethin'?
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(He almost feels like a child again, preparing himself for the dressing down of a lifetime.) ]
Well, you've got my attention.
[ Mildly, his thumbs hooking over his belt; a posture of ease, as he rocks his weight to one leg, though it's mostly for show, as something nervous coils tightly in his chest. ]
Expect you want me to pass on a message or somethin'?