“Is something in your eyes, sir?” Fin snipped, accidentally making a cup topple off the ledge behind the elder. Lee blinked, and the light disappeared as he shook his head. “Ahh, cataracts. Getting old is a thankless task, I wouldn’t recommend it to you.” He gave another warm smile. Is this sod with a stick telling me to kill myself?! Fin decided to respond appropriately to disperse any tensions. “I prefer aging to the alternative, thanks.”
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