[Now, control is a lifelong, worn-in thing for him—enough so that he doesn't burst out with fuck you. But his lips purse, and his eyes spark with suppressed fury as he picks up his pace.
Question one answered, for whatever it was worth. And a potential answer underscored—that he'll die, allegedly, still trapped in Shido's service. Without his payment. Without what he has wanted almost since he knew how to want.
And, because it is his nature to attack, he spits out a question of his own.]
Is that how we're playing it? Then what killed you? [Since they aren't being nice.]
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Question one answered, for whatever it was worth. And a potential answer underscored—that he'll die, allegedly, still trapped in Shido's service. Without his payment. Without what he has wanted almost since he knew how to want.
And, because it is his nature to attack, he spits out a question of his own.]
Is that how we're playing it? Then what killed you? [Since they aren't being nice.]