[The small movements that Diablo affords are committed to memory. He carries on with his analysis of the man who shrugs away his concern, and closes his eyes for a moment to focus on his breathing. It doesn't matter that the other man adjusts his weight; makes himself look bigger and acts the part of a cool-headed individual. He won't give movements of his own.
He holds his breath and curiously leans in.]
I'll have your opinion now. What am you? Guilty or innocent?
no subject
He holds his breath and curiously leans in.]
I'll have your opinion now. What am you? Guilty or innocent?