[ He scowls back at him, tucking whatever money bill he was using into his pocket. Mei's right, of course. This isn't his private fucking quarters or anything. And it's not that he's secretive, either. Trash can think whatever they want of him -- ]
[ He might be a little worried that this particular person might think of him less now, though. The corner of his mouth still twitches in annoyance. ]
Right. Whatever. Go ahead, I'm done anyway.
[ He steps away from the sink, seemingly headed for the door. ]
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[ He might be a little worried that this particular person might think of him less now, though. The corner of his mouth still twitches in annoyance. ]
Right. Whatever. Go ahead, I'm done anyway.
[ He steps away from the sink, seemingly headed for the door. ]