[ It's a snort this time, skating the fine line of friendly and genuine offense. ] Are you calling me old?
[ Nevermind that all of Bond's problems as of late, ennui or otherwise, come from that feeling of weariness. It's not necessary to pare it down any finer than that — shit happens, isn't that the favored phrase of their international counterparts — and it will be momentary. The life of a double oh certainly doesn't make for many friendships, nevermind the amount of bridges still intact versus those burned, but there is a reason that Corceau was a fleeting topic of conversation rather than the focus of it. Answering other instead of buisness certainly counts as direct, but it is, perhaps, also the only way Bond knows how to be the smallest modicum of genuine. ]
You'd leave me with the ugliest flat in town before running off with all my money.
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[ Nevermind that all of Bond's problems as of late, ennui or otherwise, come from that feeling of weariness. It's not necessary to pare it down any finer than that — shit happens, isn't that the favored phrase of their international counterparts — and it will be momentary. The life of a double oh certainly doesn't make for many friendships, nevermind the amount of bridges still intact versus those burned, but there is a reason that Corceau was a fleeting topic of conversation rather than the focus of it. Answering other instead of buisness certainly counts as direct, but it is, perhaps, also the only way Bond knows how to be the smallest modicum of genuine. ]
You'd leave me with the ugliest flat in town before running off with all my money.