[The bow and the top agent are like the cherry on top. Richard's enthusiasm doesn't darken, though it eases back slightly. He reaches out to pat November on the shoulder, twice.]
Can't expect James Bond to win against space Godzilla, right? [Condolences, in a twisted way, for what it must be like. Dedicated your life to something like that, Queen and country, and now to have to say not that it seems to matter.] That's a genre clusterfuck.
[It wasn't like he and Seth had done any better, and they were used to going up against monsters and demons.]
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Can't expect James Bond to win against space Godzilla, right? [Condolences, in a twisted way, for what it must be like. Dedicated your life to something like that, Queen and country, and now to have to say not that it seems to matter.] That's a genre clusterfuck.
[It wasn't like he and Seth had done any better, and they were used to going up against monsters and demons.]