'Mouth sharp enough to cut yourself.' Yeah, that's not so bad a way of putting it; Alvo's always had a knack for knowing where to stick the needle to deflate Bax a bit. He stares at him evenly. It's not a glare — he's still grinning, in fact — just a long, hard look while he thinks over what he wants to say.
Quinn's remarks calm him down a bit. He stares at his pint and laughs. Just a breath, really. An incredulous little chortle, and a shake of his head. He picks up his glass and toasts.
"Yeah, I'm in the shit compared to you, am I? That's all right. Way it's always been, eh? Things change after uni."
A lot of things. Maybe more than he even realized before. He's not that skinny little piss-head any more. They all had a lot more in common back then.
"But, eh, I like my life, too. Never had your touch, Alvo, but I did all right with two girls. I'll be keeping the car keys for a while yet."
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Date: 2012-03-16 11:04 pm (UTC)Quinn's remarks calm him down a bit. He stares at his pint and laughs. Just a breath, really. An incredulous little chortle, and a shake of his head. He picks up his glass and toasts.
"Yeah, I'm in the shit compared to you, am I? That's all right. Way it's always been, eh? Things change after uni."
A lot of things. Maybe more than he even realized before. He's not that skinny little piss-head any more. They all had a lot more in common back then.
"But, eh, I like my life, too. Never had your touch, Alvo, but I did all right with two girls. I'll be keeping the car keys for a while yet."