[ he is still smiling like he's going to commit a homicide but it's like, mildly less now. like 20% less. he pauses briefly long enough to lift his hand again. stops. brushes a little sand off of axel. and then picks up his book again and goes to drop back in his chair with the remains of his dignity and cracks it open with a very final sounding noise. ]
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I pray for your sake there is not a next time.
[ he is going back to READING HIS BOOK now ]