( So preoccupied is he with the way more important part of this conversation, his brain glosses over that first bit for a moment. He registers the words, but they're back-burnered for processing. Put in a queue to wait their turn. )
Oh. Oh it will be. ( He says with grave certainty, the utmost seriousness, most important words he ever said or something. ) Soon as we're done here...
( The I'm gonna blow your mind conclusion remains unspoken but implied. No speed limits in the horizon, baby. Just the right level of curves in these manufactured backwoods roads. Wide open for gunning it. It's gonna be real.
...and then, finally, that first part registers, just as he's about to throw his dagger. He stops, double-takes. )
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Oh. Oh it will be. ( He says with grave certainty, the utmost seriousness, most important words he ever said or something. ) Soon as we're done here...
( The I'm gonna blow your mind conclusion remains unspoken but implied. No speed limits in the horizon, baby. Just the right level of curves in these manufactured backwoods roads. Wide open for gunning it. It's gonna be real.
...and then, finally, that first part registers, just as he's about to throw his dagger. He stops, double-takes. )
Wait, did you say thrice?