If the implication about his intelligence was supposed to get a rise out of him, it didn't succeed. Tillman merely lay back on his cot and rested his head on one forearm, his left knee bent so he could get up quicker if he needed to.
"It's just Tillman," he said softly as the door creaked open.
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Date: 2012-01-31 06:03 pm (UTC)"It's just Tillman," he said softly as the door creaked open.