Jack half-lowers, half-drops the radio. It bounces on its strap at his side. His face is stormy, and hey, she ended the call, so he is no longer taking the care to keep his voice down. Forget about keeping him on this side of sanity -- it might be more profitable at the moment to keep him on this side of a looming temper tantrum.
Here is something he was trying not to say while on the radio.
"Everything dies all the time! What makes them special?"
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Jack half-lowers, half-drops the radio. It bounces on its strap at his side. His face is stormy, and hey, she ended the call, so he is no longer taking the care to keep his voice down. Forget about keeping him on this side of sanity -- it might be more profitable at the moment to keep him on this side of a looming temper tantrum.
Here is something he was trying not to say while on the radio.
"Everything dies all the time! What makes them special?"