[he seems to consider that for a few seconds, not really looking satisfied or dissatisfied. he hadn't entirely been expecting an answer at all, so that alone is more than he thought he might here.
very much like Rapture in the end, though. there's a barely-there smile that comes and goes with fleeting quickness; he folds his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wall that rattles and shakes from the force of the storm raging outside.]
No one is walking out of here with clean hands, then. Is that it?
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very much like Rapture in the end, though. there's a barely-there smile that comes and goes with fleeting quickness; he folds his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wall that rattles and shakes from the force of the storm raging outside.]
No one is walking out of here with clean hands, then. Is that it?