[ Well that's a lie, and it's a lie so blatant even Ford can see through it. He looks properly annoyed for the first time this entire conversation, though that smooths out again when Ozpin makes his addendum.
Though it doesn't smooth out into neutrality, or anything even slightly approaching it. Ford, again, looks deeply interested in what Ozpin just said, to the extent that he's aware of just what kind of expression he's making. He flicks his gaze away after a moment and, lacking anything better to do, lifts his glass and drains the rest of it in one go. It's meant to buy him some time to think, but when he sets the glass on the bar he hasn't even slightly settled on what he wants to say next.
So he speaks without thinking, and the results are predictable. ]
So who would you ask?
[ If it weren't for the drink and the general atmosphere of (enforced) relaxation in the air he'd be embarrassed by how much he's expecting a particular answer. ]
no subject
Though it doesn't smooth out into neutrality, or anything even slightly approaching it. Ford, again, looks deeply interested in what Ozpin just said, to the extent that he's aware of just what kind of expression he's making. He flicks his gaze away after a moment and, lacking anything better to do, lifts his glass and drains the rest of it in one go. It's meant to buy him some time to think, but when he sets the glass on the bar he hasn't even slightly settled on what he wants to say next.
So he speaks without thinking, and the results are predictable. ]
So who would you ask?
[ If it weren't for the drink and the general atmosphere of (enforced) relaxation in the air he'd be embarrassed by how much he's expecting a particular answer. ]