[ The game changes, and quickly - and Juno shifts his footing with it, abandoning the dart game he'd started in favor of buying her a drink ( he'll try to wager up with someone else, later; he doesn't miss, and someone foolish will fall for his bar tricks sooner or later ). Another neat whiskey for him. Gin and tonic for her.
All the better. He can still feel his ribs threaten to cave, five days into a lengthy recovery; the whiskey takes the edge off, warms him up from the inside out, and he hisses, sharp and aggravated, at the burst of pain. ]
You weren't mixed up in that accident, were you?
[ NOW he's testing the waters; looking for information, while running on fumes. ]
no subject
All the better. He can still feel his ribs threaten to cave, five days into a lengthy recovery; the whiskey takes the edge off, warms him up from the inside out, and he hisses, sharp and aggravated, at the burst of pain. ]
You weren't mixed up in that accident, were you?
[ NOW he's testing the waters; looking for information, while running on fumes. ]