[He smiles, briefly, at the hand squeeze, watching Jun get up and head towards the fridge. He thinks he's getting something for their meal, maybe- that's what logic would dictate here.
Unfortunately, nothing logical is happening here.
Varian stares at the shot glass and the ranch as it goes down. Then he looks up at Jun as he explains. He blinks. Once. ]
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Unfortunately, nothing logical is happening here.
Varian stares at the shot glass and the ranch as it goes down. Then he looks up at Jun as he explains. He blinks. Once. ]
... What?