[ He watches carefully, not dropping his guard but not getting any more defensive. It's clear the guy is essentially disarming, which is strange. He does genuinely seem to want to talk-- he's practically begging to give Dick answers.
So Dick picks up the jacket but makes no attempt to open any of the pockets. It's not that he thinks any of the other pockets are booby-trapped too, but he doesn't want to dig around blindly anyway. He folds it over his arm, though he's tempted to put it on simply so he has both hands free. But it's far too cumbersome that way. ]
I won't set your jacket on fire. Can we get this show on the road?
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So Dick picks up the jacket but makes no attempt to open any of the pockets. It's not that he thinks any of the other pockets are booby-trapped too, but he doesn't want to dig around blindly anyway. He folds it over his arm, though he's tempted to put it on simply so he has both hands free. But it's far too cumbersome that way. ]
I won't set your jacket on fire. Can we get this show on the road?