Am I going to have to worry about you provoking violence, and breaking the truce, because you can't stand the thought that maybe I do know when starting something would be useless, Jack?
[A sharp accusation, a show of both that lingering anger and distrust he held for any that would go back.
[why are there two of them. He'll ask Winston, because like hell is he asking Reyes. Reyes can get a flat,] You still owe me a coffee. [Clearly, that is the only reason why he cares.]
[You started it. But he doesn't say it, instead passing along a vague irritation-mixed-with-something-else-hard-to-pin-down. Some sort of morose reluctance?
Who knows. He's trying to think of something else to break the connection.]
You, of all people, are someone I don't owe anything to.
[His voice was calm, but there was a twisting and painful spike. So very similar to the last and filled with burning pain before it's once more dead on his end.
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[A sharp accusation, a show of both that lingering anger and distrust he held for any that would go back.
He can't trust any of them.]
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He might have deserved it. But can you feel that eye-roll, Gabe?]
Don't give me a reason to wonder, Reyes.
[He's serious. You're more unpredictable than ever, and about the only thing he can count on is that you hate him. It's not necessarily reassuring.]
You cause trouble, I'm looking in to it. Other than that, I don't give a shit what you do.
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Sounds like someone needs to take a nap, old man. [Mocking.
There's an actual touch of boredom that comes after.]
Enjoy picking me out from the other Reaper around in your little crusade, while pretending you don't care.
You wouldn't have asked otherwise.
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[why are there two of them. He'll ask Winston, because like hell is he asking Reyes. Reyes can get a flat,] You still owe me a coffee. [Clearly, that is the only reason why he cares.]
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He knew it would provoke something.]
If I owe you one, then you owe me one as well.
[Something warning there, far too close of a reminder of their last encounter here.]
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Who knows. He's trying to think of something else to break the connection.]
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[His voice was calm, but there was a twisting and painful spike. So very similar to the last and filled with burning pain before it's once more dead on his end.
Connection severed sharply.]