[He drags a hand through his hair, sighing heavily. He's exhausted. And he'd rather just go home and lay on the little make shift bed he crafted for himself and try and tune out the arguing and the poorly done flirting that is happening all around him.]
Sure... [But he probably has no choice at the end of the day.] Lead the way. Ask what you want to ask.
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Sure... [But he probably has no choice at the end of the day.] Lead the way. Ask what you want to ask.