Cid himself was somewhat less thrilled about his sudden inclusion in the group. Sure, he'd stopped by to help of his own accord but that didn't necessarily mean he was part of any group. Fortunately, that train of thought was neatly derailed by the new arrival.
"Talking," he answered, almost without missing a beat. "What the hell's it look like we're doin'?"
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"Talking," he answered, almost without missing a beat. "What the hell's it look like we're doin'?"