The landing, ja. [Something makes his insides twist, though instead of being obvious about it, his entire demeanor remains stoic, even as he nods his head in agreement.]
I will meet you there. [Then, he turns on the ball of his foot to go and perform his given task before he gives away any other ideas about something bothering him.]
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I will meet you there. [Then, he turns on the ball of his foot to go and perform his given task before he gives away any other ideas about something bothering him.]