Muldoon doesn't have to look far; Arcade offers his (apparently) much beloved hat up to him as soon as the door opens. But, then, the whole hostage negotiation thing really was just for a laugh. He couldn't pull the look off even if he wanted to keep it. (And he certainly doesn't. As habitually vain as he is about his hair, there's no room for it in his wardrobe.)
"I'm sure I can trust you far enough to hold up your end of the bargain." Faintly amused (maybe he's still having a laugh), as he steps inside.
Muldoon's place is shockingly similar to his own, Arcade notes, as he crosses the threshold. And not just because it's all standard, cardboard cutout company housing. Other than a small collection of books and some take-home projects scattered around, Arcade's apartment is just as spare on the personal touches. But he doesn't spend much of his time there, either. Treating injuries and the absolutely rampant illnesses their charges pass around like wildfire tend to both be busywork enough to keep him out of the house, though. More than.
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Date: 2023-07-27 02:38 am (UTC)"I'm sure I can trust you far enough to hold up your end of the bargain." Faintly amused (maybe he's still having a laugh), as he steps inside.
Muldoon's place is shockingly similar to his own, Arcade notes, as he crosses the threshold. And not just because it's all standard, cardboard cutout company housing. Other than a small collection of books and some take-home projects scattered around, Arcade's apartment is just as spare on the personal touches. But he doesn't spend much of his time there, either. Treating injuries and the absolutely rampant illnesses their charges pass around like wildfire tend to both be busywork enough to keep him out of the house, though. More than.