If he knew the Psiioniic had already guessed of their past, no-longer-future, relationship, he might step differently.
As it is, he just frowns and says, "I DIDN'T. Told you I motherfucking didn't. GOT NO INTEREST UP WITH FUCKING AROUND IN YOUR SPONGE. Side effects of them is being getting all a sorts of woozy and fucking ill, making wonder by what all happened. YOU'D REMEMBER THAT, IF ALL NOTHING ELSE. And you could see it up on the recaps, if you like."
The Psiioniic's not going to believe him. Some way or other he ought to get used to that. For now all he can do is stick to that repetition and ever careful explanation. Very careful, for explaining to the Psiioniic that he didn't scrambled, but rather, his panic attack was all being natural of his own would probably not go over so well. (Then, when had anything?)
"WHERE'D YOU FIND IT?" He asks, nodding his head toward the Tribble. "Just right here...?"
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As it is, he just frowns and says, "I DIDN'T. Told you I motherfucking didn't. GOT NO INTEREST UP WITH FUCKING AROUND IN YOUR SPONGE. Side effects of them is being getting all a sorts of woozy and fucking ill, making wonder by what all happened. YOU'D REMEMBER THAT, IF ALL NOTHING ELSE. And you could see it up on the recaps, if you like."
The Psiioniic's not going to believe him. Some way or other he ought to get used to that. For now all he can do is stick to that repetition and ever careful explanation. Very careful, for explaining to the Psiioniic that he didn't scrambled, but rather, his panic attack was all being natural of his own would probably not go over so well. (Then, when had anything?)
"WHERE'D YOU FIND IT?" He asks, nodding his head toward the Tribble. "Just right here...?"