"I got nothing, dude."
Shuffling somewhat on his chair as if to distract from the confusion he’s already feeling, Price pauses momentarily.
A small sigh, no sense in delaying any more.
"You're a decent guy, stuck in a pretty shitty situation, I have so much sympathy for you, I really do."
The last few words have been chewed out, Stu-E clearly taken aback on how to approach this particular match.
"It makes me wonder. I might have said something about the Academy set up and got a little slap on the wrist. I say a few words about the running of HWA and I'm thrown in the ring with you? If I didn't know better I would say the booker is trying to punish little old me for speaking out of turn."
The next words out his mouth are lower in volume, emotion tinging each word, sadness, anger, focus. All of it present.
"Does that make you a puppet? Is that what you are, Hans? A mere puppet sent down from the Academy to punish anyone who says anything against the grain? I hope not, otherwise my respect has been very misplaced."
Leaving it implied, Stu-E considers adding more, but declines. His eyes flick to his watch and then back up to the camera.
"That’s enough for you to think about.... for now."
He reaches off screen for the remote, causing the scene to fade to black.
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