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[rianofski]

[He's in a better mood than normal -- not that that's saying much, given that his normal mood vacillates somewhere between dour and downright irritated -- and he's gone for a walk, cigarette in hand, enjoying the quiet.

Until, of course, he starts to realize that there's far more people here than there should be. Either he's been incredibly unobservant and not noticed these people before -- unlikely, as his rampant paranoia means he's noticed most people in the City during his time here -- or there has been a sudden influx of people.

He looks suspiciously at the first person who walks by him, taking a long drag on his cigarette, holding the smoke in his lungs for a long time before exhaling. If he blows smoke on that hapless visitor, well, can he really be blamed?]

[[OOC: COME AT HIM BROS]]

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[deadmanbusiness]

[Theo gives Andrew a worried look, not sure how the other man is going to react.]

[rianofski]

So sure of yourself.

[Andrew's tone is dismissive.]

[deadandvoid]

I've had plenty of time to learn what can and can't hurt me.

[deadmanbusiness]

Could we just stop with the veiled threats, please? I don't think a fight would end up well for [Andrew] anyone.

[rianofski]

You're right -- I have no intention of fighting your father. He's not worth my time.

[To the point that he is now pointedly ignoring him.]