[Koumei barely groaned in reply, somehow unfazed by the casualness of the threat.]
But I can't play if you beat the shit out of me. And then I'll be fired, and I'll probably die cold in the streets.
[The words flowed with an ease and familiarity, although it was a habit that he had only picked up recently. Before all of this started, he would just pretend to sleep through all of the orders and commentary that he overheard-- not make up inane excuses.]
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But I can't play if you beat the shit out of me. And then I'll be fired, and I'll probably die cold in the streets.
[The words flowed with an ease and familiarity, although it was a habit that he had only picked up recently. Before all of this started, he would just pretend to sleep through all of the orders and commentary that he overheard-- not make up inane excuses.]