His face twists. "Ain't you got all up a wicked gumption, denying what's bein' all standin' in front of you." But he shrugs to himself, deciding he shouldn't get angry over what Spain was saying. "Keep your ignorant on, aite, whatever. Ain't gonna be pushin' an overload on a thinkpan that'll be overflowin' with the tiniest of pokin'."
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