[his fingers ball into fists, tight in his pockets, but his outward expression remains even. he doesn't want this to be a show. he doesn't want any of this to be for entertainment. he wants to find out what the fuck is going on with this game, and stop it, without having to draw blood himself]
[his mouth twitches, and he finally offers her a smile, placid and calm]
We'll see.
But I can't help but wonder, then. How you're going to feel when you lose.
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[his mouth twitches, and he finally offers her a smile, placid and calm]
We'll see.
But I can't help but wonder, then. How you're going to feel when you lose.