[Viktor opens his mouth like he's about to say something--maybe, me giving you a job will just put you further in my debt, but he closes it again, deciding it's probably not worth trying to logic this guy. He can also only carry one teacup at a time, and though it's a practiced motion by now, Viktor's natural unsteadiness means he has to think about the coordinated movements of free hand (now holding teacup), occupied hand (gripping crutch handle with white knuckles), one foot in front of the other, and crutch.
And that makes it hard to refute anything that Cid is saying. He does, at least, manage to spit back one thing.]
Well, do you?
[Know one end of the wrench from the other. Clearly he has some kind of engineering experience, but he didn't exactly elaborate.]
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And that makes it hard to refute anything that Cid is saying. He does, at least, manage to spit back one thing.]
Well, do you?
[Know one end of the wrench from the other. Clearly he has some kind of engineering experience, but he didn't exactly elaborate.]
You could tell me more about yourself.