[ Gen meets Vander's gaze a moment, just as even and just as fearless, before slowly giving a cant of the head. ]
Hmmm.
[ It's a noise made in feigned thought, though the languid, unpleasant drawl of it makes it clear that he's not actually thinking anything over. He's already found the words he wants to say, and is just drawing the moment out in taunting fashion before he actually says them. ]
So you think you can cause trouble for people, and as long as you replace anything wasted or broken, that's all you need to do? [ He makes a point of glancing aside at his hand, still a little damp and sticky with drying beer, and flexes his fingers. ] That's pretty scummy, old man.
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Hmmm.
[ It's a noise made in feigned thought, though the languid, unpleasant drawl of it makes it clear that he's not actually thinking anything over. He's already found the words he wants to say, and is just drawing the moment out in taunting fashion before he actually says them. ]
So you think you can cause trouble for people, and as long as you replace anything wasted or broken, that's all you need to do? [ He makes a point of glancing aside at his hand, still a little damp and sticky with drying beer, and flexes his fingers. ] That's pretty scummy, old man.