Re: quicklog: the arcade
[There had been something briefly open about his expression, younger than usual, more his age than the studied shell of harshness he so often expressed. That shut down immediately after she spoke. This whole situation felt like a complete fucking blindside. After arguing with her for weeks, he'd started to feel like maybe he could work it out, given enough time. Forget that, though. He was tired. Maybe if he could leave the League, things would be better between them. But he didn't believe that, anymore. Not really.]
Right. [He shoved his hands in his pockets, which was about as teenage as he felt right now.] If anything changes - if anything gets weirder than usual, tell me. Meantime, I'll see if I kind find something good enough to eject with.