For a moment, Falcon simply stares at Crow, pleasant smile on his face.
Then, he laughs awkwardly, bring his hand up behind his head.
"Oh, I suppose you are right after all, Crow-san," he says with a tittering laugh, high and pleasant, "how unbecoming of me to get this upset over the words of a mere child."
He wants to pull out his own hair. He wants to mutilate his own face. He wants to pull away his mesh until there is nothing but his internal skeleton left. He hates this, he hates the way he's acting, like he didn't just almost murder a fucking kid, who was mad for very, very justifiable reasons.
He's mad, too. 'I'm going to fucking kill Shido even if it's the last thing I do..'
"My apologies, Raven-kun," he bows down a little, making eye contact. "You are free to dislike Shido-san. I can't expect for everyone to love him."
Crow's threat is blatant, and his fingers twitch. Back in prince-mode as he is, though, he simply puts his hands up disarmingly.
"While I'm not sure what kind of 'power' you are talking about, please know that I truly meant no harm," he says, then winks, "though I do hope you have a license for that gun. I'll assume you do for now, hmm? As thanks for calling me out on my unbecoming behavior."
Falcon really wouldn't want to fight a version of himself. Not like this, in any case. There's a part of him that would like to compare powers, but...
cw: robotic self harm thoughts
Then, he laughs awkwardly, bring his hand up behind his head.
"Oh, I suppose you are right after all, Crow-san," he says with a tittering laugh, high and pleasant, "how unbecoming of me to get this upset over the words of a mere child."
He wants to pull out his own hair. He wants to mutilate his own face. He wants to pull away his mesh until there is nothing but his internal skeleton left. He hates this, he hates the way he's acting, like he didn't just almost murder a fucking kid, who was mad for very, very justifiable reasons.
He's mad, too. 'I'm going to fucking kill Shido even if it's the last thing I do..'
"My apologies, Raven-kun," he bows down a little, making eye contact. "You are free to dislike Shido-san. I can't expect for everyone to love him."
Crow's threat is blatant, and his fingers twitch. Back in prince-mode as he is, though, he simply puts his hands up disarmingly.
"While I'm not sure what kind of 'power' you are talking about, please know that I truly meant no harm," he says, then winks, "though I do hope you have a license for that gun. I'll assume you do for now, hmm? As thanks for calling me out on my unbecoming behavior."
Falcon really wouldn't want to fight a version of himself. Not like this, in any case. There's a part of him that would like to compare powers, but...
No. Not like this.