[Was he that awful? He pauses, his hand hovering over a pair of shoes. He remembers feeling terribly adamant about the stupidity of it all, except now it seems important. Or something.]
Sorry. Mm. Polnareff keeps talking about--you know. What you're supposed to do? Anyway. Give me the pin for a minute.
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[Was he that awful? He pauses, his hand hovering over a pair of shoes. He remembers feeling terribly adamant about the stupidity of it all, except now it seems important. Or something.]
Sorry. Mm. Polnareff keeps talking about--you know. What you're supposed to do? Anyway. Give me the pin for a minute.