"A bit too cold for my liking," Silver answers honestly, "but I assure you I will try my best." He hopes to see the other again, though he doubts it. He's not sure the other would be prepared to, and he's not sure how long this fucking trip will take, anyway. What he wants is to be back in Nassau.
A shame Benedict is done.
Benedict, following Silver's advice, gets a door yanked open and an incredibly annoyed woman--the same one that was glowering at them earlier in the bar--opens it, clearly unimpressed.
"Fuck you want?" She says plainly, and then glances at the room Silver's in, sneer widening the moment it's explained that Silver told her to. "Lazy piece of shit," she mutters, and without waiting does what she's told, walking him downstairs and not saying an entire word.
To her credit, she waits until the other's safely aboard a carriage.
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A shame Benedict is done.
Benedict, following Silver's advice, gets a door yanked open and an incredibly annoyed woman--the same one that was glowering at them earlier in the bar--opens it, clearly unimpressed.
"Fuck you want?" She says plainly, and then glances at the room Silver's in, sneer widening the moment it's explained that Silver told her to. "Lazy piece of shit," she mutters, and without waiting does what she's told, walking him downstairs and not saying an entire word.
To her credit, she waits until the other's safely aboard a carriage.