[ He lets the chair drop back down, both his boots landing on the floor with surprising grace considering his size. That particular shade of stormy gray remains locked on Erwin's face as he cants his head slightly to the side. ]
Come t'think of it, ya look a lil' familiar yerself. Now, where've I seen that mug before? Circlin' down the drain, maybe?
[ He knows exactly where he's seen him, of course. On files and, at some point, probably wanted posters, perhaps even from a distance sometime. He knows exactly who you are, sir. In fact-- ]
Or was it, hold on, [ he snaps his fingers rudely, ] orchestratin' a royal pain in my ass?
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[ He lets the chair drop back down, both his boots landing on the floor with surprising grace considering his size. That particular shade of stormy gray remains locked on Erwin's face as he cants his head slightly to the side. ]
Come t'think of it, ya look a lil' familiar yerself. Now, where've I seen that mug before? Circlin' down the drain, maybe?
[ He knows exactly where he's seen him, of course. On files and, at some point, probably wanted posters, perhaps even from a distance sometime. He knows exactly who you are, sir. In fact-- ]
Or was it, hold on, [ he snaps his fingers rudely, ] orchestratin' a royal pain in my ass?