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Being a degenerate is okay these days
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Aaaand Alvaro was exactly as helpful as predicted. Which was not at all. No help here. Zero. Zip. Nada.

Alright, Jae felt a little bit of sympathy for Alvaro here. More empathy than sympathy, even; he'd pretty much shut down too just a few moments ago, albeit in a much more destructive way. Expecting someone who could probably barely keep his shit together day to day to be good for anything right now was out of the question.

Which wasn't to say that Jae was going to stand around here and wait for Alvaro to work through his copious personal issues while who knows what was going on with his friends elsewhere in this hellhole. Sympathy or no, he had people to find and places to be, and neither of those things involved standing in this doorway waiting for Alvaro to remember how words worked.

Heaving a sigh, Jae turned away from Alvaro and took a few steps back into the wreckage of the room, kicking some of the splintered wood aside. He zipped the bag back up and slung it over his shoulder, the name printed across it catching his eye and making his frown deepen again. Congratu-fucking-lations, Number One. There was some kind of sarcastic joke somewhere in there, he was sure.

After one last look around the room to make sure he hadn't missed anything and to confirm that he most definitely never wanted to see it ever again, Jae stepped through the mess back to the door. Alvaro was still standing there with all the charisma of a mannequin... or a corpse. Jae grimaced.

"Hey." No response. Seeing that Alvaro didn't seem intent on moving, Jae poked him in the chest with the baton. "Out of my way."
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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