[ Five would hand it to him, Wen Kexing sounds natural enough to believably have done this before. At least, he's not as out of place as a teenager hovering near gangsters at a drug deal. For all he attempts to look like he belongs, he's acutely aware of how they look at him, up until Wen Kexing takes out the pot. He seems interested, so maybe he'll buy that they have more. All they need is information and they won't stick around for long enough for the lie to matter.
He's silent while he picks up the powder and opens it to evaluate the quality, or pretends to. Five doesn't mess with the stuff, despite having grown up with Klaus. How anyone could tell by looking at it is his guess, but that's soon answered when he rubs some on his gums.
It turns out that the wine wasn't enough to temper his impatience, and it starts to win out the longer he takes to consider their offer. If this doesn't pan out, he's going to have to force the information out of him, and he'd rather not be responsible for adding to the ghosts around here. He looks to Wen Kexing one more time before he pipes up. ]
Do we have a deal?
[ The man looks at him, amused in a way that draws out another one of Five's sharp smiles. He sets the pot back down and looks like he's on the verge of agreeing. ( I'll take everything you have. ) Just as Five is about to give Wen Kexing more credit than he deserves, the man gestures to Five: ( Him too. If they're in good condition, I'll give you your information. )
What the fuck, was he listening earlier? He gives Wen Kexing exactly one second to jump in before he skips to Plan B. ]
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He's silent while he picks up the powder and opens it to evaluate the quality, or pretends to. Five doesn't mess with the stuff, despite having grown up with Klaus. How anyone could tell by looking at it is his guess, but that's soon answered when he rubs some on his gums.
It turns out that the wine wasn't enough to temper his impatience, and it starts to win out the longer he takes to consider their offer. If this doesn't pan out, he's going to have to force the information out of him, and he'd rather not be responsible for adding to the ghosts around here. He looks to Wen Kexing one more time before he pipes up. ]
Do we have a deal?
[ The man looks at him, amused in a way that draws out another one of Five's sharp smiles. He sets the pot back down and looks like he's on the verge of agreeing. ( I'll take everything you have. ) Just as Five is about to give Wen Kexing more credit than he deserves, the man gestures to Five: ( Him too. If they're in good condition, I'll give you your information. )
What the fuck, was he listening earlier? He gives Wen Kexing exactly one second to jump in before he skips to Plan B. ]
What was that? I think we must have misheard you.