[ He hides a laugh behind an exasperated sigh but, after pouring them both a cup of tea, he does sink down in the chair next to Emet-Selch, turning so he's angled to face the man at his side. His normal seat might be across the table but right now... even that felt too far away. ]
Better?
[ His tone is sardonic as he lifts the cup of tea, one eyebrow arching as he takes a deliberate sip, his eyes on his companion's face. ]
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Better?
[ His tone is sardonic as he lifts the cup of tea, one eyebrow arching as he takes a deliberate sip, his eyes on his companion's face. ]