Uh. [He didn't expect Hei to take this so seriously. But then, he remembers the first few times he sat down and watched a movie with Andrew. He was a tense mess, coiled and unsure of his surroundings, ready to spring at any moment.]
[And now... he's a fucking idiot for not catching on sooner.]
Yeah. Here. [He clicks on the subtitles, which come in an impressive array of languages; Midnighter picks Chinese (Simplified), whatever that means.] Yeah, they're a little pretentious. They're art, though. This one's a big deal, I think.
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[And now... he's a fucking idiot for not catching on sooner.]
Yeah. Here. [He clicks on the subtitles, which come in an impressive array of languages; Midnighter picks Chinese (Simplified), whatever that means.] Yeah, they're a little pretentious. They're art, though. This one's a big deal, I think.