[czeslaw wasn't expecting that question - in fact, it startles him, making him jerk a little in surprise. it was so unexpected that a ready lie doesn't come to him. stupid, he should have thought of this possibility as soon as he arrived.]
It, ah, it doesn't...
[he looks back at scott, finally, and firms up his voice.]
no subject
It, ah, it doesn't...
[he looks back at scott, finally, and firms up his voice.]
I don't want to talk about it.