( That's the only answer. Somehow, it seems that he's gotten all mixed up - that Atlas is the wordsmith, the the vigilante might fail with action. Weight still settles on his shoulders, but he is obstinately, desperately trying to grasp onto anything that isn't thinking about Max, even if it is verging on simple stupidity. With an air of drama intended to amuse, he faces her very gravely. )
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( That's the only answer. Somehow, it seems that he's gotten all mixed up - that Atlas is the wordsmith, the the vigilante might fail with action. Weight still settles on his shoulders, but he is obstinately, desperately trying to grasp onto anything that isn't thinking about Max, even if it is verging on simple stupidity. With an air of drama intended to amuse, he faces her very gravely. )
You m-must g-give me a quest.