That is some attitude. Adam lifts a brow, but takes the rough treatment in stride, moving over to a nearby table while the guy fusses over the bike like it's his firstborn son. A few other tools are scattered across its surface; he replaces the micro-spanner with its companions. Leaning back on the table, he folds his arms and watches the inspection.]
Think someone already did move her, to make room for all this. [He jerks his head in the direction of the newest pile of confiscated items.] They weren't especially gentle with her, either. Something by the radiator looked knocked loose.
[And, curious, Adam had got the idea that he might try and fix it. See if maybe those months of model clock-building paid off any.
He couldn't quite undo the damage so – no, the clocks probably didn't help as much as he'd hoped they'd would – but he'd… Enjoyed the attempt. It'd been relaxing, in a way.]
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That is some attitude. Adam lifts a brow, but takes the rough treatment in stride, moving over to a nearby table while the guy fusses over the bike like it's his firstborn son. A few other tools are scattered across its surface; he replaces the micro-spanner with its companions. Leaning back on the table, he folds his arms and watches the inspection.]
Think someone already did move her, to make room for all this. [He jerks his head in the direction of the newest pile of confiscated items.] They weren't especially gentle with her, either. Something by the radiator looked knocked loose.
[And, curious, Adam had got the idea that he might try and fix it. See if maybe those months of model clock-building paid off any.
He couldn't quite undo the damage so – no, the clocks probably didn't help as much as he'd hoped they'd would – but he'd… Enjoyed the attempt. It'd been relaxing, in a way.]