[ He pauses in his dribbling, tucking the ball under his arm while he uses his free hand to dig something out of his pocket, which he holds up. The edges are worn, the metal smooth and slightly scuffed from frequent use – Peter’s own helmet trigger. ]
This one’s mine.
[ He uses the device to point vaguely toward the matching attachment behind Charlie’s ear. ]
no subject
[ He pauses in his dribbling, tucking the ball under his arm while he uses his free hand to dig something out of his pocket, which he holds up. The edges are worn, the metal smooth and slightly scuffed from frequent use – Peter’s own helmet trigger. ]
This one’s mine.
[ He uses the device to point vaguely toward the matching attachment behind Charlie’s ear. ]
That one’s all yours.