[He continues to stare at Toby, cold and imperious, saying nothing as he speaks. The admittance of guilt does nothing to quench his thirst, but at least he has the decency not to beg for pity. He remains silent for a moment longer before he shakes his head and stands up.]
None at all.
[And unless Toby stops him, he'll turn on his heel and walk out the door]
no subject
None at all.
[And unless Toby stops him, he'll turn on his heel and walk out the door]