[That voice. Barrington Whelk pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a sigh without turning around. Can he seriously not even float through the ceaseless void between dimensions in peace? Really?
[He turns to face Adam with a glare that can really only be described as half-hearted. If he weren’t feeling so exasperated, he might feel some satisfaction at the little bastard being dead, but as it stands, he does not.]
Do we really need to be doing this right now? I think you’re fully capable of leaving me alone.
he doesn’t feel like dancing
[He turns to face Adam with a glare that can really only be described as half-hearted. If he weren’t feeling so exasperated, he might feel some satisfaction at the little bastard being dead, but as it stands, he does not.]
Do we really need to be doing this right now? I think you’re fully capable of leaving me alone.