[That seals it, alright. Of course, a liar knows a liar, but in this case he doesn't mind. Ruggie's just looking out for himself, just trying to survive, and he can't fault him for that. Especially if it's a mutually beneficial arrangement. So McGillis dips his head, ever so graciously, like an animal recognizing its fellow. Not submissive, but friendly, instead.]
When you ask like that, it's difficult to refuse.
[And he's lifted, without trouble, which begs the question of why it took so long. He's pressed against the wall, roughly but not unkindly, so Ruggie can adjust himself.]
Someone should start feeding you better... you're light as a feather.
[Except they both know who that "someone" will wind up being.]
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When you ask like that, it's difficult to refuse.
[And he's lifted, without trouble, which begs the question of why it took so long. He's pressed against the wall, roughly but not unkindly, so Ruggie can adjust himself.]
Someone should start feeding you better... you're light as a feather.
[Except they both know who that "someone" will wind up being.]