[ miles's hand waves along with mark's and he looks as disconcerted as mark had been when miles nearly walked into him just ten minutes ago. that same thought occurs to miles as his hand chances a little too close to the wall in that gesture, and takes a prudent step back away from the wall, strategically angling it so that mark won't wind up backing into anything on his end. he lets his hand fall to his side and heaves a frustrated sigh. ]
It's this damned ship. [ his gaze drops down to his wet pant leg, now mostly cooled, and his lips pull back from his teeth in agitation. ] I swear, every month it's some fresh brand of horseshit or another, and I'm getting tired of it. There's got to be something...
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[ miles's hand waves along with mark's and he looks as disconcerted as mark had been when miles nearly walked into him just ten minutes ago. that same thought occurs to miles as his hand chances a little too close to the wall in that gesture, and takes a prudent step back away from the wall, strategically angling it so that mark won't wind up backing into anything on his end. he lets his hand fall to his side and heaves a frustrated sigh. ]
It's this damned ship. [ his gaze drops down to his wet pant leg, now mostly cooled, and his lips pull back from his teeth in agitation. ] I swear, every month it's some fresh brand of horseshit or another, and I'm getting tired of it. There's got to be something...