[Hey, they can be pill-buddies. He's got his bottle of medication on him at the very least, so it's not scraping the bottom of the barrel just yet. And - god, of course she carries a camera, huh? A regular Grade-A Jay-type, down to a tee. Honestly, he wishes he could be surprised, but he really, really isn't.]
Worth a shot?
[Something about the wordplay strikes him as vaguely amusing - or it would, if he had it in him to laugh. As it is, he simply raises an eyebrow, as if to ask if that was intentional on her part.
He flicks the blade out with a snkt of hissing metal and tries dragging it across the material making up the walls. It scrapes over the rock with the grating of metal over stone, but it doesn't even wear a dent into the stuff.]
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Worth a shot?
[Something about the wordplay strikes him as vaguely amusing - or it would, if he had it in him to laugh. As it is, he simply raises an eyebrow, as if to ask if that was intentional on her part.
He flicks the blade out with a snkt of hissing metal and tries dragging it across the material making up the walls. It scrapes over the rock with the grating of metal over stone, but it doesn't even wear a dent into the stuff.]
Damnit.