"You'll find out at the same damn time as everyone else," Robert snapped-- a bit more viciously than he'd intended, but something about this woman's demeanor was just… starting to piss him off.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Somehow, his little cinnamon roll curl snapped perfectly back into place.
"Look, I ain't expectin' everyone t'take this seriously, 'specially if they ain't got much left t'lose. I'd like t'stand a chance o' fair trial, though, if there's any chance o' that at all, so I won't be sayin' anythin' that could be... misconstrued."
He folded his arms and turned back to the enigmatic machine. One more search before he gave up on it, he figured.
