[ it sure doesn't. but Fidelio snorts out a flat little laugh and seems to appreciate the answer anyway. ]
Yeah, alright. So you definitely did something to deserve it, got it.
[ as for himself? well... it's complicated sort of maybe kinda. at any rate, he doesn't offer the information up immediately. instead, he tilts the tray in his hands at an angle, leveraging the corner of the tray against the nearest car window, and gives it a few hard smacks. he certainly doesn't look "that strong" either, but that's probably not the reason the glass doesn't so much as crack. if anything is familiar to him at all, it's that this glass is just like that of a gauntlet runner—thick and tempered, not easy to break.
in the end, all he has to show for the effort is a dented tray. Fidelio swears under his breath and sets it aside, tail swishing with annoyance. truly an evil mastermind is at work, putting two guys who have no idea what a car is inside of a vehicle with child safety locks. ]
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Yeah, alright. So you definitely did something to deserve it, got it.
[ as for himself? well... it's complicated sort of maybe kinda. at any rate, he doesn't offer the information up immediately. instead, he tilts the tray in his hands at an angle, leveraging the corner of the tray against the nearest car window, and gives it a few hard smacks. he certainly doesn't look "that strong" either, but that's probably not the reason the glass doesn't so much as crack. if anything is familiar to him at all, it's that this glass is just like that of a gauntlet runner—thick and tempered, not easy to break.
in the end, all he has to show for the effort is a dented tray. Fidelio swears under his breath and sets it aside, tail swishing with annoyance. truly an evil mastermind is at work, putting two guys who have no idea what a car is inside of a vehicle with child safety locks. ]
Well, that's my ideas spent. How 'bout you?