[ It's true that he doesn't care. His focus is never on what they could have done, but what can be done. While he's got half an ear on her blustering, his motions are steady as he maneuvers his jacket to lay over his shoulders instead. There's a little more room in it that way, and he shakes the edges and lapels out to adjust. Back now against the skull's interior, he glances aside. ]
No, I won't. Hurry and take yours off too.
[ As she might guess, he's being very Mika about the whole thing. ]
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No, I won't. Hurry and take yours off too.
[ As she might guess, he's being very Mika about the whole thing. ]