[ It's a hiss, and then it's a snarl, and he draws himself up even more. ]
How dare you make a presumption like that, as if you know anything at all to judge! How dare you pretend you are some lofty hero -- and how dare you belittle what these people have done for me.
[ He jabs out with a finger, a short sharp gesture. It's not like wielding a sword, but it's got weight behind it: the gesture of a king on his throne, perhaps, or a commander into battle. ]
How dare you call me broken, when I have had the love and care and attention of so many people -- how dare you call their work broken, when you know nothing! Sir, you might call yourself a hero, but you are nothing more than a petty dog, yelping in the streets after something you cannot even name! Instead of trying to understand, you simply scurry behind a curtain of indifference, as if that somehow makes you the stronger man!
Well, sir! I see what you are trying, and I reject that; I reject you and all your judgments to the contrary! Good day!
[ He narrows his eyes at that, still almost vibrating with his rage. ]
Oh, and what is it now? Will you try to play it off? Will you tell me that because I am just some foolish little thing, there's no way I can understand? I refuse. I have enough to be concerned about than your petty judgments.
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Oh, is it? And how?
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[ Ohhhh that seems to do it; his voice goes high and loud at that, and he goes from defensive to offended in an instant. ]
I beg your pardon, but who are you to go around calling me broken?!
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[ It's a hiss, and then it's a snarl, and he draws himself up even more. ]
How dare you make a presumption like that, as if you know anything at all to judge! How dare you pretend you are some lofty hero -- and how dare you belittle what these people have done for me.
[ He jabs out with a finger, a short sharp gesture. It's not like wielding a sword, but it's got weight behind it: the gesture of a king on his throne, perhaps, or a commander into battle. ]
How dare you call me broken, when I have had the love and care and attention of so many people -- how dare you call their work broken, when you know nothing! Sir, you might call yourself a hero, but you are nothing more than a petty dog, yelping in the streets after something you cannot even name! Instead of trying to understand, you simply scurry behind a curtain of indifference, as if that somehow makes you the stronger man!
Well, sir! I see what you are trying, and I reject that; I reject you and all your judgments to the contrary! Good day!
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[ his visible eye widens as the lecture continues ]
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[ and he starts to laugh ]
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Oh, and what is it now? Will you try to play it off? Will you tell me that because I am just some foolish little thing, there's no way I can understand? I refuse. I have enough to be concerned about than your petty judgments.
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[ his voice is soft and without judgment now--it's almost wistful ]
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[ his smile is brief and tired ]
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Of course I'm not. I've never pretended to be.
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[ suddenly he's just. Lunging forward to try to scoop Winter up ]
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Tch...
How do you intend to defend yourself?
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Does it matter? Whether I do or I don't, there would be consequences for both of us.
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[ he doesn't pursue, and his expression drains of emotion as he speaks ]
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[ He spreads his hands a little to indicate himself, his expression still neutral. ]
And I trust that there are those who love me enough to help me where I need it.
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I see. That's your choice, in the end.
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[ There's a flash of anger again at that, rising and gone again. ]
And you, however you've cast yourself in the world, have no bearing on me or mine.
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I see. Haha, you're pretty bold.
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