Daniel mutters under his breath, "Yeah, yeah, I'm sure he couldn't prevent it, either."
The-- well, his first instinct is to call him a kid, and the vape pen does nothing to dissuade the notion-- the kid might be fucking with him. Honestly, that makes the most sense.
Or he'd like it to make the most sense.
But the thing about his fancy upgraded senses is that they're screaming about unfamiliar smells and sounds and the wrong skyline looming ahead. They're ready to confirm at least part of what this kid is saying.
"Darrow," he repeats. "Okay. I'll work with that, for the time being. Is this some multiverse shit? Is that where you're going with this? And who are you, do you work for this place?"
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The-- well, his first instinct is to call him a kid, and the vape pen does nothing to dissuade the notion-- the kid might be fucking with him. Honestly, that makes the most sense.
Or he'd like it to make the most sense.
But the thing about his fancy upgraded senses is that they're screaming about unfamiliar smells and sounds and the wrong skyline looming ahead. They're ready to confirm at least part of what this kid is saying.
"Darrow," he repeats. "Okay. I'll work with that, for the time being. Is this some multiverse shit? Is that where you're going with this? And who are you, do you work for this place?"