[ The reply is a little brusque, but he tries to inject some agreeableness into it. Jury's out on whether it works. It's petty, he knows it's petty, but the idea of listening to an impassioned plea about Hans' ~true love~ makes his guts churn uncomfortably.
But, hey, if it gets the job done... That's all that matters.
He stops at the corner of a four-way intersection and looks around. Everything looks the same here. Which direction did they come from again? ]
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[ The reply is a little brusque, but he tries to inject some agreeableness into it. Jury's out on whether it works. It's petty, he knows it's petty, but the idea of listening to an impassioned plea about Hans' ~true love~ makes his guts churn uncomfortably.
But, hey, if it gets the job done... That's all that matters.
He stops at the corner of a four-way intersection and looks around. Everything looks the same here. Which direction did they come from again? ]