[ Hector stares hard at Fai, the cold glint in his eyes almost dissolving the smile that remains plastered on his face.
He hates being seen, like this. No matter what he says, or how much he laughs it off, he's always going to find himself trying to take responsibility for everything. He'll always find ways to shoulder himself with blame.
But it sparks much the same irritation Yael does in him, and that smile doesn't remain there for long. It drops, and he stands up straight, folding his arms across his chest as though to protect himself. ]
If you know me so well, then what do you expect me to do?
[ He doesn't mean for his tone to come out like a snap, but it does. ]
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He hates being seen, like this. No matter what he says, or how much he laughs it off, he's always going to find himself trying to take responsibility for everything. He'll always find ways to shoulder himself with blame.
But it sparks much the same irritation Yael does in him, and that smile doesn't remain there for long. It drops, and he stands up straight, folding his arms across his chest as though to protect himself. ]
If you know me so well, then what do you expect me to do?
[ He doesn't mean for his tone to come out like a snap, but it does. ]