[ Wu flings out his arm, gesturing wildly like it's at all necessary to show him who he's talking about. ]
If that's "under control" where you're from, I don't want to go there!
Are you alright? [ He drops his tone, turning to the receptionist, like he's going to answer with anything useful at all. He doesn't, repeating the line about the storm, and Wu frowns at him ] I--don't think he knew he was on fire. Mister, did you know you were on fire?
[ The line about breakfast again. Wu's eyes narrow ]
Well. If that's how you're going to be. [ He turns around, his back to the receptionist, facing Mako now ] It still doesn't warrant being set on fire. That should be reserved for only the most dire of situations.
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[ Wu flings out his arm, gesturing wildly like it's at all necessary to show him who he's talking about. ]
If that's "under control" where you're from, I don't want to go there!
Are you alright? [ He drops his tone, turning to the receptionist, like he's going to answer with anything useful at all. He doesn't, repeating the line about the storm, and Wu frowns at him ] I--don't think he knew he was on fire. Mister, did you know you were on fire?
[ The line about breakfast again. Wu's eyes narrow ]
Well. If that's how you're going to be. [ He turns around, his back to the receptionist, facing Mako now ] It still doesn't warrant being set on fire. That should be reserved for only the most dire of situations.