[ he turns when he hears footsteps, but it's just david, as promised. he glowers anyway, even if it's not visible through the mask, even after david produces the liquor.
but he's not going to be actively ungrateful. this is a trade. not even close to the first time he's done something like this, although it's not usually for the chance to sleep. ]
Not bad. [ he takes it, eyes the ripped, faded, illegible label, the color of it through the dim burned lighting of his own workshop. it'll be fine. ] Won't ask where you got it.
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but he's not going to be actively ungrateful. this is a trade. not even close to the first time he's done something like this, although it's not usually for the chance to sleep. ]
Not bad. [ he takes it, eyes the ripped, faded, illegible label, the color of it through the dim burned lighting of his own workshop. it'll be fine. ] Won't ask where you got it.