[ He plans for the worst and hopes for the best, despite being a cold cynic at heart. But, for as much as he dislikes being taken unawares, Arthur isn't going to say no to a positive surprise. Some good fortune breezing their way, maybe.
At Cobb's response, he nods, takes another sip, thianks about work. About all the loose strings he's got at his fingers. Any one pull will take them in their direction, propel them forward into this new life.
The second question though, he'd been dreading it. Pointedly, he drains his glass and sets it down on the table, empty tumbler making a hollow sound. ]
I'm going to bed. Get rest, tomorrow we're going to the shooting range.
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At Cobb's response, he nods, takes another sip, thianks about work. About all the loose strings he's got at his fingers. Any one pull will take them in their direction, propel them forward into this new life.
The second question though, he'd been dreading it. Pointedly, he drains his glass and sets it down on the table, empty tumbler making a hollow sound. ]
I'm going to bed. Get rest, tomorrow we're going to the shooting range.