Ethan noticed his jaw ached from clasping his teeth. Easy for you to assert.
"No, it's certainly not. This is the most arduous case I've ever had. And put up your head. You gawk guilty as sin."
Thanks for waiting until now to inform me. Ethan clasped his head up, his sights level.
"In the case of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts versus Ethan Wolfensen, the charges are burglary of the Isabella Stewart Gardener Museum, grand larceny, fraud…"
Ethan shut down his mind to soothe himself. As soon as he halted wiggling, he made an effort to heed again. Just in time, too. The magistrate had asked him a question. What was it? Oh yeah.
"Yes, I comprehend the nature of the charges, your honor. May I speak? I'm relatively intelligent. I was a dean—"
"Did I interrogate you about your intelligence or profession?"
"No, your honor."
"Fine. Possibly you should allow your lawyers enunciate for you from now on."
