Cheeky little thing. He smirked in response, his gaze calm and his chin tilted up loftily.
"Is that what you think of me? Nothing more than a man with a pen grafted to my fingers?" he asked, adding a lilt to the end of his words. Certainly, he wasn't devoid of humor - even more evident when he added, "I'd prove you wrong, but that would mean submitting a 'Harsh Lesson' form in triplicate. That could take weeks."
With a light kick with his legs, the Civilian pushed himself off of his perch and leapt down suddenly. His landing was amazingly gentle, despite the modest fall, and then he strode up to the barbed young lady.
"No, I am simply enjoying the view. There is more to life than work - or have I not said that enough by now?" he said, turning his head briefly back towards the west, where the clouds were still tinted with an orange glow.
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"Is that what you think of me? Nothing more than a man with a pen grafted to my fingers?" he asked, adding a lilt to the end of his words. Certainly, he wasn't devoid of humor - even more evident when he added, "I'd prove you wrong, but that would mean submitting a 'Harsh Lesson' form in triplicate. That could take weeks."
With a light kick with his legs, the Civilian pushed himself off of his perch and leapt down suddenly. His landing was amazingly gentle, despite the modest fall, and then he strode up to the barbed young lady.
"No, I am simply enjoying the view. There is more to life than work - or have I not said that enough by now?" he said, turning his head briefly back towards the west, where the clouds were still tinted with an orange glow.