[Delicate or not, the applause gets Siffrin's hackles raised and he shoots the guy a piercing look. He's not putting on a fucking show.
Except they basically are, aren't they? Isn't that their whole life at this point? This place is just an encore after the performance they put on for the Universe back home, so why worry about this guy at all? He's just a background character, an understudy to their real actors who they'll never see again once they leave this place. So fine, clap your goddamn heart out. Siffrin's gaze cuts away and he stalks silently out the door.
The gravity of that exit falls a little flat, however, when the door slams itself in his face as he starts to step through it, smashing him soundly in the nose and sending him reeling backwards.]
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Except they basically are, aren't they? Isn't that their whole life at this point? This place is just an encore after the performance they put on for the Universe back home, so why worry about this guy at all? He's just a background character, an understudy to their real actors who they'll never see again once they leave this place. So fine, clap your goddamn heart out. Siffrin's gaze cuts away and he stalks silently out the door.
The gravity of that exit falls a little flat, however, when the door slams itself in his face as he starts to step through it, smashing him soundly in the nose and sending him reeling backwards.]