Bro just stares at him, his mouth hanging open slightly as he watches Murdoc's retreating form. He doesn't get what the actual fuck is going on, but he just feels confused and slightly hurt as Murdoc nears the door. He's starting to suspect that there's something seriously going wrong and it makes him feel nervous.
And then Murdoc speaks, and the nervousness is replaced with even more irritation. Irritation and indignation and also confusion. He's on his feet and behind Murdoc in a flash, reaching out to grab him by the wrist to stop him. "What the fuck is your problem?" he asks, and the irritation shows in his voice. He just fucking can't understand why Murdoc is making a big deal over this at all and that's, for the moment, what is irritating him most. Because he just doesn't know what the problem is. "It's just a fucking laptop, it's not going to eat you. It's not going to make your house explode. All it's gonna do is play a fucking movie. Is that really so bad?"
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And then Murdoc speaks, and the nervousness is replaced with even more irritation. Irritation and indignation and also confusion. He's on his feet and behind Murdoc in a flash, reaching out to grab him by the wrist to stop him. "What the fuck is your problem?" he asks, and the irritation shows in his voice. He just fucking can't understand why Murdoc is making a big deal over this at all and that's, for the moment, what is irritating him most. Because he just doesn't know what the problem is. "It's just a fucking laptop, it's not going to eat you. It's not going to make your house explode. All it's gonna do is play a fucking movie. Is that really so bad?"