[After a moment or two of consideration, Graham suddenly sits up, and honestly? He looks offended.]
What? Who could do that? Prepare, somehow, for satisfaction that might never come? Who wants to do that?! I hate this idea!
[Without so much of a blink, using his wrench, he slams a passing hornet out of the air like he's hitting a baseball. The thing goes flying like a rocket and hits some poor sim citizen. Graham only sighs.]
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What? Who could do that? Prepare, somehow, for satisfaction that might never come? Who wants to do that?! I hate this idea!
[Without so much of a blink, using his wrench, he slams a passing hornet out of the air like he's hitting a baseball. The thing goes flying like a rocket and hits some poor sim citizen. Graham only sighs.]
Your logic has only depressed me further.