Oh, leave it to a super cyborg to turn a nice family dinner into a moment out of a shite spy movie. "You're really suspicious," Nathan hisses back. He gives a quick glance over Victor's shoulder and another too-wide grin, too-friendly wave at Marianella.
Just as quickly, he switches back to glowering at Victor. "What, are you going to ceremonially explode yourself over enchiladas? I don't get it, man. You need to calm down."
He straightens up and claps a hand forcefully on the cyborg's shoulder, turning him around toward his mum. "Would you act normal for once? Christ." Nathan raises his voice again and says far too loudly, "You have a lovely home, Mrs..."
Shit.
He snaps his fingers a few times at Victor, searching for their surname.
that awkward moment when you can't remember your best friend's last name
Just as quickly, he switches back to glowering at Victor. "What, are you going to ceremonially explode yourself over enchiladas? I don't get it, man. You need to calm down."
He straightens up and claps a hand forcefully on the cyborg's shoulder, turning him around toward his mum. "Would you act normal for once? Christ." Nathan raises his voice again and says far too loudly, "You have a lovely home, Mrs..."
Shit.
He snaps his fingers a few times at Victor, searching for their surname.