Ages! [He huffs it out with a hint of a whine. That's even more reason to let him work out the details first -- he hardly knows how to respond to anything casual anymore. As much as Ling tries to address his people as casually as possible, Xing syndicate traditions hold back all of them from responding to him in kind. "Sir" this, "Mr. Yao" that...
So he's walking a bit of a tightrope with Greed; his instinct is to dive right into this, let him be as friendly as he wants, but he can't. So. Little steps. He hums and looks out the window.
After a moment,] Don't get me wrong, I don't mind. But you know how these things are.
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So he's walking a bit of a tightrope with Greed; his instinct is to dive right into this, let him be as friendly as he wants, but he can't. So. Little steps. He hums and looks out the window.
After a moment,] Don't get me wrong, I don't mind. But you know how these things are.