[ . . . . . he smiles at that but - it lacks the usual light. it's more self-deprecating, more....

conflicted.]

.... wouldn't say I was helping anybody before I got here.

I completely stalled. No progress on the case, no progress on the mysteries, just...

[a shrug.

and he shifts for a second, holding up his hand - Sloth tattoo emblazoned on the back of it. accomplishing absolutely nothing until the day that he died.

he thinks it spells out a pretty clear picture.]