[He nods his consent, but it's a nod more than partially broken by the fact that he has to consent. With the check paid, he snatches up his takeaway and stands, heading for the door.
Only another hour, he reminds himself. At most.]
Is that what you're going to do? Balance your orders against what I'd ask of you?
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Only another hour, he reminds himself. At most.]
Is that what you're going to do? Balance your orders against what I'd ask of you?