Class? [ There might be a distinct note of a whine in his voice for a moment as he blinks down at Oscar. ] Why?
[ ...At least he's easily distracted from that as well. ]
.....Pssssh.
[ He tries to wave that off for a moment before seriously thinking about it. A motion starts with his fingers to indicate an amount of liquid that would maybe be half a glass. But then he pauses and stares at it and makes it much bigger, widening his reach as far as one hand will allow. But... no, that's still not right.
Oscar is freed because suddenly he needs two hands to continue this addition process, but then he just sort of freezes, looking like he's totally been caught out, and shoots the kid a sideways look, his hands hovering about two feet apart in the air before he abruptly shoves them in his pockets. ]
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[ ...At least he's easily distracted from that as well. ]
.....Pssssh.
[ He tries to wave that off for a moment before seriously thinking about it. A motion starts with his fingers to indicate an amount of liquid that would maybe be half a glass. But then he pauses and stares at it and makes it much bigger, widening his reach as far as one hand will allow. But... no, that's still not right.
Oscar is freed because suddenly he needs two hands to continue this addition process, but then he just sort of freezes, looking like he's totally been caught out, and shoots the kid a sideways look, his hands hovering about two feet apart in the air before he abruptly shoves them in his pockets. ]
.....A little?