[ It takes Danse a second, eyes narrowed with faint confusion, to process what Arcade means by this, because the surveillance hasn't been remotely entertaining for anyone involved. Though perhaps it could have been, had things gone differently--minus the conflict, given a more pleasant sort of tension, the kind of idea he's ignored with a stony glower when Len's tried to get a rise out of him by implying it to be a motivation. But he has the manners not to stare when he isn't trying to intimidate, so maybe not, after all.
He's already been doing gradually less of that, but he's still by no means abandoned it yet, and he looks away with a little pang of embarrassment now to have it so pointedly acknowledged. ]
No, that's...served its purpose. [ Such as it ever had one. ] You don't have to be generous with the "once in a while." I'll cut it out from now on.
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He's already been doing gradually less of that, but he's still by no means abandoned it yet, and he looks away with a little pang of embarrassment now to have it so pointedly acknowledged. ]
No, that's...served its purpose. [ Such as it ever had one. ] You don't have to be generous with the "once in a while." I'll cut it out from now on.