[Shit. He sees that flinch, sees the way Héctor curls away from him and he knows how he looks, can guess how he sounds, but it's too late to take anything back. He forces himself to sound like he's in control. Forces himself not to answer the question as presented to him.
Polite words, measured tone, calm and low and it would be more effective if his claws weren't digging holes in the table.]
This really isn't a conversation I want to have with you.
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Polite words, measured tone, calm and low and it would be more effective if his claws weren't digging holes in the table.]
This really isn't a conversation I want to have with you.