[With a small, biting smile, he lifts both hands at his sides, as if to show he's holding nothing in them anymore.]
My work is never done.
[Which is a cheap way out of John's actual question. Has he proven his point? He thought he did that when he laid that order on John. He's eager to know how much it's been eating him up inside, and why, but that's not something he's going to voice so soon.
It could all just be another provocation, but matter of the fact is that he's still bitter. And it's plain to see.]
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My work is never done.
[Which is a cheap way out of John's actual question. Has he proven his point? He thought he did that when he laid that order on John. He's eager to know how much it's been eating him up inside, and why, but that's not something he's going to voice so soon.
It could all just be another provocation, but matter of the fact is that he's still bitter. And it's plain to see.]