[ He sighs through his nose, a long and tired sound. He doesn't know what he had been expecting. ]
yeah
[ He's had his reasons for doing so and he knows it. There's also the fact that sometimes, all he can do is be silent. But he doubts there's any point to trying to justify it here and now. Or ever, at this rate. Especially when Eames sounds like he's already made up his mind about him. ]
[ Eames is, largely just frustrated by these non-answers, being left only to draw upon what he's given, which only leaves him with the option of assumption. The entire event now feels sour, wrong somehow, as if he'd missed a sign (or worse, done something he shouldn't've).
He frowns at the message, feeling the distinct signs of an impending headache, and resists the urge to chuck the phone away. ]
When you feel like giving a response that isn't monosylabic, you know where I am.
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yeah
[ He's had his reasons for doing so and he knows it. There's also the fact that sometimes, all he can do is be silent. But he doubts there's any point to trying to justify it here and now. Or ever, at this rate. Especially when Eames sounds like he's already made up his mind about him. ]
(typoes intentional <3)
He frowns at the message, feeling the distinct signs of an impending headache, and resists the urge to chuck the phone away. ]
When you feel like giving a response that isn't monosylabic, you know where I am.
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At least nothing that won't make the situation that much worse. ]