[ it's thoughtful -- almost...melodic? teasing? reinhardtzar is affixed on his own pole. he's still prodding at his reel.
but cain asks that silly little question, and he gives him a curious, slight tilt of the head before smirking. ]
If I let you sit down, you'll be putting in half the effort you should be. Up and on your feet. Or else you owe me dinner.
[ a beat. ]
...That isn't a proposition. You aren't getting out of this one. [ suddenly, reinhardtzar reaches for one of the compact metal boxes he had brought with him. it's swung open. ]
no subject
[ it's thoughtful -- almost...melodic? teasing? reinhardtzar is affixed on his own pole. he's still prodding at his reel.
but cain asks that silly little question, and he gives him a curious, slight tilt of the head before smirking. ]
If I let you sit down, you'll be putting in half the effort you should be. Up and on your feet. Or else you owe me dinner.
[ a beat. ]
...That isn't a proposition. You aren't getting out of this one. [ suddenly, reinhardtzar reaches for one of the compact metal boxes he had brought with him. it's swung open. ]
Pick a lure.