"Can't I?" Torq made a puppy face.
"It leaves a bad taste in my mouth." Brangara uttered.
'Speaking from experience, are we?' He almost blurted it out, thanking every strand of calm-seated gene existing in his body that prevented him from saying it out loud. After all, it would become the best case of fuck around and find out.
Even though the man near him seemed casual, even chill at that, there were some things that must never be mentioned before him. That would bring about another face of him, one Torq shuddered about every time he witnessed such scenes in the book.
"Isn't Nusantara our enemy?" Unwilling to remain silent for long, Torq quickly asked a question. And in the time Brangara took to answer, he quickly wracked his mind to come up with a sequence of conversational points.
"They are," Brangara nodded, "Still, it will be nice if you can respect your opponents."
