[ It's at least half grunt, but at least he's still talking. Sort of. ]
And there are always strings.
[ A universal truth learned in blood, hard won. None can be trusted wholly, and kindness always comes with a price. There's a crack in it now, but that doesn't make his words any less believed now. ]
[ Interesting reply. So he's more of the cynic type? Okay, they can get to the point quicker if it helps. ]
Alright, technically there are strings but I think you'll find they're reasonable. We just want to know more about you. Where you're from, what made you answer the call to come to Rome... And what your intentions are toward Karen.
Food is always better when it's shared. Trust me, my family owns a butcher shop and deli, so I know what I'm talking about. Besides, do I look like the kind of guy who makes good judgment calls on what's enough food?
[ He's joking, casually self deprecating in an attempt to counteract some of the tension - and then there goes Matt. While Foggy appreciates the bluntness, he's also kind of wondering just how badly Karen is going to maim them for this.
Hopefully she'll forgive them for meddling eventually. ]
Well. One man's reasonable is another man's slightly invasive and highly personal questions, but that's practically the same.
[ Max snorts, and returns the bulk of his attention to his food. So that's what this is about. He pointedly continues to eat, taking his time before answering, and when he does it's in measured words. Deliberate. ]
Always strings.
[ He continues to ignore their offerings, for now anyway. ]
Came from the Wasteland.
[ He raises a hand to point in their general direction without looking up from his meal, dropping it again as soon as he's made his point. ]
Your future. Nothing worth staying for there.
[ A lie, but not entirely inaccurate either. He'd already left his friends there, maybe he would be back some day but not yet. They didn't need him. ]
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[ It's at least half grunt, but at least he's still talking. Sort of. ]
And there are always strings.
[ A universal truth learned in blood, hard won. None can be trusted wholly, and kindness always comes with a price. There's a crack in it now, but that doesn't make his words any less believed now. ]
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Alright, technically there are strings but I think you'll find they're reasonable. We just want to know more about you. Where you're from, what made you answer the call to come to Rome... And what your intentions are toward Karen.
[ Too on the nose? Or just right? ]
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[ He's joking, casually self deprecating in an attempt to counteract some of the tension - and then there goes Matt. While Foggy appreciates the bluntness, he's also kind of wondering just how badly Karen is going to maim them for this.
Hopefully she'll forgive them for meddling eventually. ]
Well. One man's reasonable is another man's slightly invasive and highly personal questions, but that's practically the same.
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Always strings.
[ He continues to ignore their offerings, for now anyway. ]
Came from the Wasteland.
[ He raises a hand to point in their general direction without looking up from his meal, dropping it again as soon as he's made his point. ]
Your future. Nothing worth staying for there.
[ A lie, but not entirely inaccurate either. He'd already left his friends there, maybe he would be back some day but not yet. They didn't need him. ]
Rest isn't your business.