[It's the first time she's seen him looking confused without a healthy side of anger over the fact, but that doesn't stop her from huffing a little laugh and shaking her head. Not if she could speak it properly, not if she could speak it like a scholar - no, it'd be better if she spoke Latin like Rome. The man does nothing by halves, and that really shouldn't surprise her at all anymore.]
Well, Rome shows up, you let me know. In the meantime I guess I'll make do.
[Surprise, surprise, he doesn't see the humor at all, and finally a little irritation creeps into the confusion. What does she think is so damn funny? It's true, and for a moment he wonders if she's taking it as seriously as she should be - but. She probably is. Slowly, he's figuring out that she's just flippant like that, sometimes.
Still makes him want to chain-smoke, but he can do that.]
You'd know, if he showed up. [Everyone would know. But anyway.] I ain't doing it in the morning.
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Well, Rome shows up, you let me know. In the meantime I guess I'll make do.
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Still makes him want to chain-smoke, but he can do that.]
You'd know, if he showed up. [Everyone would know. But anyway.] I ain't doing it in the morning.