['We're friends' made Raylan's brow twitch into a furrow as he looked back at Jon. How?
But that was swept under again by the revelation of body-snatching and all for the better. It allowed him, later, to be oddly nonchalant about it.
Raylan could only pull a 'What the fuck' face and bury it into the bottom of his emptying coffee cup. He stared at it for a moment before shaking his head, setting the cup down and rubbing his face.]
His eyes were in - of course. [Why not.] I promise that I will do my best. Regardless of how successful I might be about it. If I were at home, I wouldn't believe a word of this but. Why else would he be here if it wasn't possible?
[ Jon gives a minute shake of his head; there’s no arguing with her on this. He’s tried. He doesn’t approve but he can’t do anything about it. Instead, he sighs. ]
That is what I try to remember.
Ultimately, this is… this is working at the source of the problem.
But… I get the feeling you at least take me seriously. So I can certainly do the same for you.
Many hands, light work, ect. [He took Jon deadly seriously.]
If you.. hear or get told anything you think I might need to know.. Trouble he's brewing that you or others might be made aware of. He seems like the type that needs to be gotten ahead of while the getting is good. I'm not lookin' to put a boot on his neck and I want to give him some room to exist in, but I know full well how quickly half an inch turns into a mile. Also pretty sure I'm gonna be a burr in his ass.
Thank you. I'll.. I'll take you up on that if I need to.
[Reaching over to grab and put on his hat, he stood up.]
You've given me a lot to think about. I won't search Elias out until tomorrow, give myself time to.. wrap my head even a quarter of the way around this.
You might see me in there for my own purposes. Got a feeling I'll be taking that back up as a hobby to pass the time.
[Raylan followed towards the door and tipped his hat once again. Hospitality was not what he'd been expecting, from anyone in this place, really, but he was pleasantly surprised.]
Have a good evening. [And with that, he'd vanish down the hall and thankfully, right into a much needed drink with Tim Stroker.]
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But that was swept under again by the revelation of body-snatching and all for the better. It allowed him, later, to be oddly nonchalant about it.
Raylan could only pull a 'What the fuck' face and bury it into the bottom of his emptying coffee cup. He stared at it for a moment before shaking his head, setting the cup down and rubbing his face.]
His eyes were in - of course. [Why not.] I promise that I will do my best. Regardless of how successful I might be about it. If I were at home, I wouldn't believe a word of this but. Why else would he be here if it wasn't possible?
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That is what I try to remember.
Ultimately, this is… this is working at the source of the problem.
But… I get the feeling you at least take me seriously. So I can certainly do the same for you.
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If you.. hear or get told anything you think I might need to know.. Trouble he's brewing that you or others might be made aware of. He seems like the type that needs to be gotten ahead of while the getting is good. I'm not lookin' to put a boot on his neck and I want to give him some room to exist in, but I know full well how quickly half an inch turns into a mile. Also pretty sure I'm gonna be a burr in his ass.
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If you can think of something that might require my knowledge or abilities, please don’t hesitate to ask.
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Thank you. I'll.. I'll take you up on that if I need to.
[Reaching over to grab and put on his hat, he stood up.]
You've given me a lot to think about. I won't search Elias out until tomorrow, give myself time to.. wrap my head even a quarter of the way around this.
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[ He'll push himself away from the table and head for the door. ]
Let me see you out.
thank u for blowing his miiiiiiind~~
[Raylan followed towards the door and tipped his hat once again. Hospitality was not what he'd been expecting, from anyone in this place, really, but he was pleasantly surprised.]
Have a good evening. [And with that, he'd vanish down the hall and thankfully, right into a much needed drink with Tim Stroker.]