[Tucker huffs a bit, puffing one cheek out as he watches Church try to talk his way out of what Tucker knows for a fact. He could keep this argument going, sure, and probably win it in the end too.
But that's not getting him any closer to being fed.
He gradually leans his elbows on his knees, chin on one hand and watches him, all the venom gone from his voice when he speaks again.]
You're a weird dude, y'know that? I mean, not bad weird, just weird.
I KNOW AND YET....
But that's not getting him any closer to being fed.
He gradually leans his elbows on his knees, chin on one hand and watches him, all the venom gone from his voice when he speaks again.]
You're a weird dude, y'know that? I mean, not bad weird, just weird.