[ He catches the flicker but can't quite form the shape of it, can't place anything more than the twist of the mouth and the low-simmering misery. It doesn't matter: he's too pissed off at the question. ]
Well, it's not raining. [ Ha ha. As though any of them can tell what the Pthumerians are thinking at any given moment; as though he can tell whether the storm's only broken so the wave can come next. This could be read as I don't know or I don't care. ] Look, I'm very sorry I was busy being dead [ he does not say it like he is sorry! ] but it didn't stick.
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Well, it's not raining. [ Ha ha. As though any of them can tell what the Pthumerians are thinking at any given moment; as though he can tell whether the storm's only broken so the wave can come next. This could be read as I don't know or I don't care. ] Look, I'm very sorry I was busy being dead [ he does not say it like he is sorry! ] but it didn't stick.
[ Never does, does it. ]