[ At Ange's question he pauses between putting a book back on the shelf and holding it. Now that is the million-dollar question, wasn't it? There's a lot he could say to that before he puts the book back on the shelf with a loud thud.

He turns to Ange, still frowning and she would be right; he does seem more annoyed.]
Because for once I'd like us to be cut a fucking break. It's tiring having to always fight for our lives every month.

It'd be nice if it would just all end, you know?