[Something about that - what Arthur says, what Sheehan says - seems to flick a switch. Alexei makes a face, dropping his hand a couple of inches and looking from one to the other before following the track of his gaze with pointing a finger at each man one after the other.]
You two, [He says, sounding faintly exasperated.] Need to pick a fucking lane and stick to it.
[There's some light Russian expletives muttered under his breath as he finally breaks from his ready-to-bolt position and takes a spot on the couch.]
It's been two minutes talking to both of you and I already feel like I'm herding fucking cats.
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Date: 2025-03-15 12:24 am (UTC)You two, [He says, sounding faintly exasperated.] Need to pick a fucking lane and stick to it.
[There's some light Russian expletives muttered under his breath as he finally breaks from his ready-to-bolt position and takes a spot on the couch.]
It's been two minutes talking to both of you and I already feel like I'm herding fucking cats.