You've got some balls lying with a gun in your face.
[It's not even a very good lie. Harding awoke to a scaly man trying to stick his arm in Harding's window, straining and stretching to reach the wallet on the passenger seat. He'd stayed still, continuing to breathe slowly, his shades dark enough to hide his eyes as he watched Takame's fingers scrabble at the wallet.]
Was it really worth it? [He sincerely doubts it and makes no attempt at hiding it.]
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[It's not even a very good lie. Harding awoke to a scaly man trying to stick his arm in Harding's window, straining and stretching to reach the wallet on the passenger seat. He'd stayed still, continuing to breathe slowly, his shades dark enough to hide his eyes as he watched Takame's fingers scrabble at the wallet.]
Was it really worth it? [He sincerely doubts it and makes no attempt at hiding it.]