"If only I had a quid every time someone told me that!"
A moment passes while he drills a finger against his temple, acting like he's actually doing the arithmetic. Like there was arithmetic to actually be done. Roadhog enjoyed his company--as much as he tries to make it sound like he doesn't--and probably will never come around to verbally acknowledging it.
"...I'd have exactly one quid right now. Holy dooley, I'll never make a livin' at this rate! Better stick me day job, then."
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"If only I had a quid every time someone told me that!"
A moment passes while he drills a finger against his temple, acting like he's actually doing the arithmetic. Like there was arithmetic to actually be done. Roadhog enjoyed his company--as much as he tries to make it sound like he doesn't--and probably will never come around to verbally acknowledging it.
"...I'd have exactly one quid right now. Holy dooley, I'll never make a livin' at this rate! Better stick me day job, then."
He cracks a smile at her.