[Sorry, Richard, he's still kind of thinking it's what it looked like. But since he's acting normal--fffff. He's not happy, but thank you, Ted, for helping him refine the art of a poker face.]
You--it's cold out, y'know. Sit tight, I'll make some tea or something.
[There--that'll give him a few minutes to sort his thoughts. ...Isamu, where are youuuu. ;;]
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You--it's cold out, y'know. Sit tight, I'll make some tea or something.
[There--that'll give him a few minutes to sort his thoughts. ...Isamu, where are youuuu. ;;]