[ He delivers the words scornfully, sneering at her. ]
How many times do you think I've heard that sentiment from heroes such as yourself? 'I would never tell', 'I would never use such a thing' - yet all of them find themselves breaking their word, and they have the gall to look at you with tears in their eyes begging for forgiveness that you cannot give. They tell you that 'they had to' because you 'forced their hand', as if you were the one to blame for their choice in the matter! As if you made the choice for them, when really, they simply want to avoid their own personal, gods-damned responsibility!
[ His voice has risen to a shout by the end, and his sharp, golden eyes bore into the those of the Warrior sitting beside him. The glass in his hands is held in a white-knuckled grip and seems to be the only thing stopping him from physically lashing out. Perhaps that is why he fetched it.
His voice drops from a shout to a hiss. ]
So what is your ultimate aim then, hmm? Apart from reminding me, every day, that the time I have here is borrowed and that I could be returned at any second to the moment of my death.
no subject
[ He delivers the words scornfully, sneering at her. ]
How many times do you think I've heard that sentiment from heroes such as yourself? 'I would never tell', 'I would never use such a thing' - yet all of them find themselves breaking their word, and they have the gall to look at you with tears in their eyes begging for forgiveness that you cannot give. They tell you that 'they had to' because you 'forced their hand', as if you were the one to blame for their choice in the matter! As if you made the choice for them, when really, they simply want to avoid their own personal, gods-damned responsibility!
[ His voice has risen to a shout by the end, and his sharp, golden eyes bore into the those of the Warrior sitting beside him. The glass in his hands is held in a white-knuckled grip and seems to be the only thing stopping him from physically lashing out. Perhaps that is why he fetched it.
His voice drops from a shout to a hiss. ]
So what is your ultimate aim then, hmm? Apart from reminding me, every day, that the time I have here is borrowed and that I could be returned at any second to the moment of my death.