[Nikos scowls, as he does whenever he's had to hear Kostos say any part of Caspar's name, an oblique reference to Caspar, or a sidelong mention of Caspar.]
Fuck off.
[That does have some rancor to it. First, fuck off because don't talk about Caspar. Second, fuck off for speculating about what Nikos and Caspar might talk about, ever, but especially while fucking on a desk or otherwise.]
If you want to be useless, then by all means, keep this up and prove my overly kind assessment of you wrong.
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Fuck off.
[That does have some rancor to it. First, fuck off because don't talk about Caspar. Second, fuck off for speculating about what Nikos and Caspar might talk about, ever, but especially while fucking on a desk or otherwise.]
If you want to be useless, then by all means, keep this up and prove my overly kind assessment of you wrong.
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[ —but no, really. Maker forbid. He moves some papers around. ]
Carla Morir. She's a rifter, helping with Hostile Powers. She claims to be good.
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[But, no, great. Or better than nothing anyways.]
I'll remember your kindness always.
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It wasn't that helpful.
[Anything much. And he mutters it.]
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A dozen other options but you thought you would ask me first, is that it?
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It was a courtesy to you. Happy birthday.
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Fall in a fucking hole.
[THERE.]