At this, Rorschach's usually wooden face couldn't help but break into a very slight smile. This made him no less ugly, but it was certainly interesting. He was starting to wonder if more than half of this man's brain cells were functional.
"Can't be in charge if can't understand how things work," he said, his gruff voice matter-of-fact. "Is ridiculous to think otherwise. Backward logic I can't respect. Shop is not yours. Probably nothing here to fit huge thighs, anyway." Rorschach, unruffled, stepped past the huge man and started looking for a pair of suitable pinstriped slacks. He was surprised at the relatively decent selection