Ford's relief was so palpable at Noble shaking his head that he wondered if it had distracted him from some crucial piece of information that followed, because Noble's follow-on question simply didn't make sense. Ford blinked at him a moment, unsure of what to say in response. The answer was obvious, so he had to be misunderstanding the question. Noble had confronted him with the evidence of the answer already, so he knew. It wasn't... what was Noble actually asking here? There had to be some subtext Ford was missing. It couldn't just be that.
"I — yeah," he said finally, at a loss as to what else he could add. "Small sample size, I guess, but... yeah. I mean it's... you have friends who are men," he pointed out. "I don't get how it's hard to understand."
"I — yeah," he said finally, at a loss as to what else he could add. "Small sample size, I guess, but... yeah. I mean it's... you have friends who are men," he pointed out. "I don't get how it's hard to understand."
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