( Attaboy earns a tired, slow, uneven blink. Nothing more to indicate that he's rolling his eyes internally. He's too used to it by now, he can't even summon up the energy to be annoyed. It is what it is.
His reward is a big ass glass of red wine, one he immediately brings to his lips to start... enthusiastically sipping.
A couple swallows later he lowers it again enough to talk. )
You know, you could've gotten a victor like that Drake guy. Social. Pretty boy. Probably make your life a hell of a lot easier.
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His reward is a big ass glass of red wine, one he immediately brings to his lips to start... enthusiastically sipping.
A couple swallows later he lowers it again enough to talk. )
You know, you could've gotten a victor like that Drake guy. Social. Pretty boy. Probably make your life a hell of a lot easier.