[Honestly, Raymond isn't sure which is angering him more: the fact that he's been cut off prematurely once again, or — more likely — the fact that, once again, he's let himself succumb wholesale to this goddamn curse.
If any of that anger shows, though, it only shows slightly. He leans back against the wall to catch his breath, straightens out his coat and hopefully conceals his front, and eyes him.]
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If any of that anger shows, though, it only shows slightly. He leans back against the wall to catch his breath, straightens out his coat
and hopefully conceals his front, and eyes him.]You do that.