Depth Charge knew that there was no point in reading into it too much when their entire argument was a performance for the benefit of their their audience of one, but at this point being reasonable was like putting the pin back in a grenade. Maybe this was how the Scarecrow went about things- too nice to say it up front, but too concerned to waste a channel to pour his thoughts through. Or maybe he was just that frustrated. Pit, he was frustrated with himself.
It was probably a good thing that the Scarecrow had dropped their key phrase into his side of the argument then- he'd have struggled to come up with a good enough rebuttal after that. And sure enough, mercifully distracting, their fish took the bait.
Rosemarie turned and smiled at them, throwing out a little wit as though it were wisdom. He'd have had a short answer for that at least, if they hadn't been undercover, but for the sake of the mission he reigned it in and went with natural response number two: looking suitably, gruffly embarrassed that they'd been caught out. "Looks like we got a little carried away there. Sorry about that," he said, lowering himself back into his own seat. He jerked his thumb at the Scarecrow. "I can't take this guy anywhere."
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It was probably a good thing that the Scarecrow had dropped their key phrase into his side of the argument then- he'd have struggled to come up with a good enough rebuttal after that. And sure enough, mercifully distracting, their fish took the bait.
Rosemarie turned and smiled at them, throwing out a little wit as though it were wisdom. He'd have had a short answer for that at least, if they hadn't been undercover, but for the sake of the mission he reigned it in and went with natural response number two: looking suitably, gruffly embarrassed that they'd been caught out. "Looks like we got a little carried away there. Sorry about that," he said, lowering himself back into his own seat. He jerked his thumb at the Scarecrow. "I can't take this guy anywhere."