[ Though they hadn't really argued, facing off with someone he didn't even dislike wears him down. Yet for some reason, he doesn't regret it, exactly. How else was he supposed to go about it?
Finally deeming it safe enough to come back down the ladder, he unlocks and wheels and moves to stow it in an alcove between shelves. ]
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[ Though they hadn't really argued, facing off with someone he didn't even dislike wears him down. Yet for some reason, he doesn't regret it, exactly. How else was he supposed to go about it?
Finally deeming it safe enough to come back down the ladder, he unlocks and wheels and moves to stow it in an alcove between shelves. ]
I have to head to fiction.