[ The steps are vaguely familiar, and Maine's a quick study. He watches closely, memorizes the technique, and gets to work without asking any questions. It's a slight challenge. Even after all this time, Maine is still more accustomed to destroying things than creating them. He has to regulate how much force he's using. Has to ensure he doesn't accidentally snap the rope while he's pulling the ends tightly together.
All things considered, Maine does a decent job of it. He pauses in his work when Angela begins to sign, giving her his attention.
Maybe he should be surprised that Angela's bringing up weapons, but he's not. He knows what he looks like. Knows that most people don't have defensive scars on their forearms and offensive scars on their hands. Knows that there's a lot about him that screams "military," though he's blind to most of his own tells. Still, Maine rarely finds himself wishing for the comfort of a sidearm or a knife. Not when he's turned his body into his most effective weapon.
Maine raises an eyebrow, more curious than actively interested. ]
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All things considered, Maine does a decent job of it. He pauses in his work when Angela begins to sign, giving her his attention.
Maybe he should be surprised that Angela's bringing up weapons, but he's not. He knows what he looks like. Knows that most people don't have defensive scars on their forearms and offensive scars on their hands. Knows that there's a lot about him that screams "military," though he's blind to most of his own tells. Still, Maine rarely finds himself wishing for the comfort of a sidearm or a knife. Not when he's turned his body into his most effective weapon.
Maine raises an eyebrow, more curious than actively interested. ]
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