There's so much in what John finally says that might require a response, that Jack is left staring at him trying to decide which is the most pressing for the entire moment it takes for John to stand and offer him tea.
"Alright," he nods, and by the time he's following John out of the office, his offence has made the decision for him. "It wasn't a bribe,' He says, "I was under the impression that I'd given the Archive money in return for a service. One that has not been particularly forthcoming. Christ, a bribe. If Martin thinks that's what that was, no wonder he hasn't been particularly forthcoming on his end of the deal." He sighs. He really had thought that he'd handled that situation well, but is seems that Martin had other ideas.
He tips his head down and rolls his shoulders forward into an aggrieved slouch as John begins to fiddle with the kettle. "Maybe I shouldn't have come to Martin for advice."
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"Alright," he nods, and by the time he's following John out of the office, his offence has made the decision for him. "It wasn't a bribe,' He says, "I was under the impression that I'd given the Archive money in return for a service. One that has not been particularly forthcoming. Christ, a bribe. If Martin thinks that's what that was, no wonder he hasn't been particularly forthcoming on his end of the deal." He sighs. He really had thought that he'd handled that situation well, but is seems that Martin had other ideas.
He tips his head down and rolls his shoulders forward into an aggrieved slouch as John begins to fiddle with the kettle. "Maybe I shouldn't have come to Martin for advice."