[ ...oh, this isn't just going to be a talk, it's going to be a Talk, isn't it. Black slowly sets his hands in his lap, wishing he had his hoodie, and nods. ]
Sure, I don't mind. [ He doesn't sound half as confident as he should, though. ] I doubt it's going to be a second though. Our talks tend to run long.
[ And private. Things were a lot nicer talking while shoulder-to-shoulder, palms pressed together. ]
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Sure, I don't mind. [ He doesn't sound half as confident as he should, though. ] I doubt it's going to be a second though. Our talks tend to run long.
[ And private. Things were a lot nicer talking while shoulder-to-shoulder, palms pressed together. ]