Yassine hadn’t spotted the British captain anywhere in his survey of the room, which made sense, because the fellow was apparently right beside him. Fortunately Yassine was a man of approximately no shame, or he might have flinched to find himself overheard by the very object of his conversation - as it was, he just barked out a laugh at Zavala’s answer. Speak of the devil.
“Oh, but it is still too early to say,” Yassine answered in - only slightly stilted - English, but he kept the smirk to illustrate it. “Better question is if you are enjoying having us here -” he threw it back with mischievous pleasure, his eyebrows raised, “- and if you will still be when the match is over. Yassine Bensouda,” he added, reaching out a hand to shake his.
“Oh, but it is still too early to say,” Yassine answered in - only slightly stilted - English, but he kept the smirk to illustrate it. “Better question is if you are enjoying having us here -” he threw it back with mischievous pleasure, his eyebrows raised, “- and if you will still be when the match is over. Yassine Bensouda,” he added, reaching out a hand to shake his.
