[ He watched, open-eyed for just a moment, mouth gaping, and then closing, and then gaping again as he watched, and sipped. He was a little, well, honestly blown away by Nelson's actions, and he remembered Nelson. Hell, he remembered everyone, and he remembered the way he'd been when he first showed up. Shit, he's adapted, just like the rest of them.
It's hard to keep a level head, and this is why he avoided the City for so long, but now it was coming back with a vengeance, and it wanted him in the thick of things.
He just wished it would have tossed him any different people, or perhaps just left him to meet nearly no imports. They weren't the vote he needed to win, at the end of the day, if they could vote at all. ]
Absolutely, I won't leave without signing it. Mr, ah, sir? Is there anything I can help with?
[ Still bland, a faint edge of concern. He felt somewhat guilty, at least, for being the reason for all this shit. ]
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It's hard to keep a level head, and this is why he avoided the City for so long, but now it was coming back with a vengeance, and it wanted him in the thick of things.
He just wished it would have tossed him any different people, or perhaps just left him to meet nearly no imports. They weren't the vote he needed to win, at the end of the day, if they could vote at all. ]
Absolutely, I won't leave without signing it. Mr, ah, sir? Is there anything I can help with?
[ Still bland, a faint edge of concern. He felt somewhat guilty, at least, for being the reason for all this shit. ]