[Emile looks dubiously at O'Brien and then back at himself. (The hangover's not so bad, really, if you spend a moment to look at how very many scars are on that body, and that the only one that ever took him out of a fight is the nasty twin plasma burns through his chest.)]
You mean you couldn't tell the difference?
[Cause he's pretty sure O'Brien knows Rookie isn't a seven-foot-tall black dude.]
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You mean you couldn't tell the difference?
[Cause he's pretty sure O'Brien knows Rookie isn't a seven-foot-tall black dude.]