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[ Zen offers a complying hum in response - outwardly confident, inwardly meek, muffling out the rest of his worries like a reminder as to who he was speaking with. His fingers drummed against his recent purchase, an unconscious distraction and a means to keep a part of him busy, temporarily lured away from his steadily congesting thoughts.
In jest, Zen raises his book, a beat or two after the word 'shovel'. ]
I think we have a volunteer.
[ Hard cover, wrapped air-tight in plastic - it's plausible! Except not really, and he knew that. They needed something sturdier, reliable in size - and maybe he should cut back on his jokes, abide by her suggestions than to divert. After all, she probably had enough of that with her boss - rarely, if ever, listening to her protests, going about life without any regard to how she may feel. ]
But, I shouldn't have a lady participate in any dirty work. Looking around for a detour is way more harmless. Pretty sure I saw another way out near one of the escalators...
[ He begins to walk forward, leading the way, though he wasn't arrogant enough to make-believe that anyone would follow after. So, Zen risks a glance over his shoulder - just to make sure she's still around. ]
You know, if it was anyone else, I bet it would be really easy to get distracted and confused. Being snowed in with you makes things seem less stressful. I bet everyone in the RFA would agree.
[ Filling in the creeping silence with conversation - he was genuine with his praise, but still. ]
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no worries! you're good!!
In jest, Zen raises his book, a beat or two after the word 'shovel'. ]
I think we have a volunteer.
[ Hard cover, wrapped air-tight in plastic - it's plausible! Except not really, and he knew that. They needed something sturdier, reliable in size - and maybe he should cut back on his jokes, abide by her suggestions than to divert. After all, she probably had enough of that with her boss - rarely, if ever, listening to her protests, going about life without any regard to how she may feel. ]
But, I shouldn't have a lady participate in any dirty work. Looking around for a detour is way more harmless. Pretty sure I saw another way out near one of the escalators...
[ He begins to walk forward, leading the way, though he wasn't arrogant enough to make-believe that anyone would follow after. So, Zen risks a glance over his shoulder - just to make sure she's still around. ]
You know, if it was anyone else, I bet it would be really easy to get distracted and confused. Being snowed in with you makes things seem less stressful. I bet everyone in the RFA would agree.
[ Filling in the creeping silence with conversation - he was genuine with his praise, but still. ]