"You know, I'm sure you'll be amazed to hear this, what with your stunning powers of deduction and all -- seriously, it's practically Holmesian, I should turn in my badge in disgrace -- but you are not the first person to say that to me. You're not even the first person to say that to me this week, although I admit you've dashed across that finish line first today. Of course I know that. Anything else would be unforgivably self-ignorant and I've already got enough problems."
It doesn't quite sting, though it's not exactly his favorite thing to hear, right? And especially not in that dry, bland tone, like Steve doesn't really care, but he's just pointing it out because he feels like he should. Danny knows. He knows he's loud. He knows he talks a lot, too much, all the time. Knows he's always saying and doing the wrong thing, all right? He was married. He knows. Like he knows he's short, comparatively speaking, and wears ties despite everyone on this miserable excuse for a landmass hating them.
Fine, they all hate him, too, he's okay with it. "Any more thrilling observations you planning to make today? I'm just curious." Hand leaving the wheel to wave in a loose circle in the air. "I mean, hey, you got me all figured out in thirty seconds, right?"
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Date: 2014-02-04 03:30 am (UTC)"You know, I'm sure you'll be amazed to hear this, what with your stunning powers of deduction and all -- seriously, it's practically Holmesian, I should turn in my badge in disgrace -- but you are not the first person to say that to me. You're not even the first person to say that to me this week, although I admit you've dashed across that finish line first today. Of course I know that. Anything else would be unforgivably self-ignorant and I've already got enough problems."
It doesn't quite sting, though it's not exactly his favorite thing to hear, right? And especially not in that dry, bland tone, like Steve doesn't really care, but he's just pointing it out because he feels like he should. Danny knows. He knows he's loud. He knows he talks a lot, too much, all the time. Knows he's always saying and doing the wrong thing, all right? He was married. He knows. Like he knows he's short, comparatively speaking, and wears ties despite everyone on this miserable excuse for a landmass hating them.
Fine, they all hate him, too, he's okay with it. "Any more thrilling observations you planning to make today? I'm just curious." Hand leaving the wheel to wave in a loose circle in the air. "I mean, hey, you got me all figured out in thirty seconds, right?"