|| { 89: adagio } ||
More tea, Anna?
[silence. He's holding a telepathic conversation with his Pokemon; he's speaking out loud.]
I know you wouldn't tell her. What, should I thank you?
[...]
But you are boring.
[...]
Mine, I suppose. Although it's funny how they continue to play without me. Plus you, of course.
[...]
Did I ever ask you to? Honestly, the way you pile on obligation... It's almost like you like me.
[something large and expensive sounding falls. He laughs.]
You are way too cute. More tea?
Devoir. [...]
Why? I'm done. I've got bigger fish to fry.