Without waiting to be argued with, Apollo pushes Kovacs (none too gently) back in to his cabin, as if herding a toddler or something equally as naked and violent. He levels a finger at Kovacs. ]
Stay there. I don't care if you put on some clothes, but stay right there.
[ It's an oxymoron, really, considering 'there' just means in the middle of his own room. Because between the nonstop music and the general air of murderous chaos on the station, Apollo has zero time for arguing. He turns his back on Kovacs, all the better to try and (badly) put the door back in to its slot behind them. ]
You can't walk around naked like that, [ He mutters furiously as he attempts to put the door back in to place. ] People get put on lists for that kind of thing. And don't even begin to talk to me about consent...
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[ Teenagers are kids, right? Right??
Without waiting to be argued with, Apollo pushes Kovacs (none too gently) back in to his cabin, as if herding a toddler or something equally as naked and violent. He levels a finger at Kovacs. ]
Stay there. I don't care if you put on some clothes, but stay right there.
[ It's an oxymoron, really, considering 'there' just means in the middle of his own room. Because between the nonstop music and the general air of murderous chaos on the station, Apollo has zero time for arguing. He turns his back on Kovacs, all the better to try and (badly) put the door back in to its slot behind them. ]
You can't walk around naked like that, [ He mutters furiously as he attempts to put the door back in to place. ] People get put on lists for that kind of thing. And don't even begin to talk to me about consent...