"....I appreciate that." He's slightly surprised to find he actually means it, and after a moment's hesitation, he lowers his hands, lets them fall to his side in something approximating a relaxed position. It's pretty convincing--his shoulders are loose, his arms hanging freely, his weight shifted back to centre--but it's also very deliberate, and his back is still taut, his nerves wound tight.
Then again, when is that ever not the case?
"And I appreciate that you want to know what exactly I got ticking in here, watch or timebomb. It's a good question to ask. Especially when the two sound so fucking similar until you get too close to get the hell out of there. But, and I promise you this is not my attempt to get out of here without telling you something about me, you were definitely in the middle of some big issue that sounded pretty important, and I think we should hear that out first." Pause.
"Because frankly, before I tell you about Sea Hitler's Water Apocalypse or try introducing you to the dude who sucker punched you over a welding torch, I gotta make sure you can take it. Otherwise we're back to Square One. I've often been accused of masochism and not entirely without cause, but I'm not so much of one that I'm playing the Grob."
He knows Connie plays chess, which makes her only the third person he's been able to make that reference and know it will be appreciated.
I almost pasted a description of the Grob instead of my tag
"....I appreciate that." He's slightly surprised to find he actually means it, and after a moment's hesitation, he lowers his hands, lets them fall to his side in something approximating a relaxed position. It's pretty convincing--his shoulders are loose, his arms hanging freely, his weight shifted back to centre--but it's also very deliberate, and his back is still taut, his nerves wound tight.
Then again, when is that ever not the case?
"And I appreciate that you want to know what exactly I got ticking in here, watch or timebomb. It's a good question to ask. Especially when the two sound so fucking similar until you get too close to get the hell out of there. But, and I promise you this is not my attempt to get out of here without telling you something about me, you were definitely in the middle of some big issue that sounded pretty important, and I think we should hear that out first." Pause.
"Because frankly, before I tell you about Sea Hitler's Water Apocalypse or try introducing you to the dude who sucker punched you over a welding torch, I gotta make sure you can take it. Otherwise we're back to Square One. I've often been accused of masochism and not entirely without cause, but I'm not so much of one that I'm playing the Grob."
He knows Connie plays chess, which makes her only the third person he's been able to make that reference and know it will be appreciated.
And one of those people was still himself.
"Make sense?"