[ Soma takes the time to look like he's really thinking about what she's saying. He thinks that even if someone has a good reason, if they don't have enough force backing them; it is like their reasons never mattered in the first place. ]

Unfortunately, that does seem to be the case.

[ It is then that he sounds pleased with LB's assumption. Right; the weak that are crushed will always be wrong. It's unfortunate, but that is the truth of the world. If order and good is to be done, those that wish to carry those ideals forward need to be the most vicious. ]

I like you so I like supporting you even in your losses.

[ A pause as he lifts his napkin up again to sniffle loudly. He has to keep the napkin against his nose, waving his hand slightly; he blows it a few more times. Soma lets out another sniffle before glancing over to a table to look for more napkins. ]

You might be right about heading outside. [ His nose is being pinched through the napkin. ] The streets can get me with all the smoke and -- [ He makes a gesture with his hand. ] -- but it is better than being inside.

[ A laugh follows. ] I didn't think that you were. I'll collect my bets and we'll consider this a bet to be fulfilled at a later date, hm?