[Scowling in the face of that (logical, reasonable) argument, Cain drops the necklace from his fist.]
Screw that. If I can't sell it, I'll use it.
[It's said mostly to himself as he turns half-away, narrow eyed and huffy. As much as he may be craving nicotine, it's worth the small sacrifice, if it means he'll have fire protection. No way is he giving that up.
Cain is prepared to walk away when he catches a glimpse of the face of that device.]
Hey, where'd you get a map? [Enjoy a buff, bare-chested man crowding in to look at it.] My shit didn't come with one.
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Screw that. If I can't sell it, I'll use it.
[It's said mostly to himself as he turns half-away, narrow eyed and huffy. As much as he may be craving nicotine, it's worth the small sacrifice, if it means he'll have fire protection. No way is he giving that up.
Cain is prepared to walk away when he catches a glimpse of the face of that device.]
Hey, where'd you get a map? [Enjoy a buff, bare-chested man crowding in to look at it.] My shit didn't come with one.