With a slight confusion to what happened to his radio, playing propaganda or not, Change opens the door. Obedience wasn't his spirit, but he had to wear his mask of obedient mouth.
Fritegoshi just let a mental shrug. "I guess I'll give it to service as fast as I can. But I feel like it's not what you wanted to say. So, what it is?"
As far as Nakitaro knew the jobs, he was fine, knowing that not often the men came to employ... or it was a propaganda that he just didn't mind. "I see. Any other informations you have for me?"
"Trying to do my hardest there." Change did not lie there - for he really wished he could fullfill the criteria while at same time tying the ends together.
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