"It's a bit late for regrets now, wouldn't you say?" Conveniently timed ones, really, is all Sou can think. What's that saying, better to ask forgiveness than permission? A certain someone seemed to live his life by it. "Unless you want to ask the Floor Masters for a do-over?"
He's just twisting the knife at this point, into both of them, drawing on his reserve of tired spite. It's like there's a layer of static fuzz built up on top of the thick, dark, heavy sludge. In him, it's congealed into something almost solid.
'I realized I really wanted that today.' He believes her, but only because it lets him line his stomach with that same dark vindication he's been plastering it with wherever he can. "People who string others along truly are the worst, aren't they?" The tone is cheerful. You didn't want it before that, Sara? Do you really want it now, or is it just more of the same? The same promises he's watched you make, over and over.
The smile and closed eyes fall away and down into something blanker as she apologizes to the wall. "..." He doesn't want to hear this. "I don't think they can hear you," he says.
isn't he a stinker
Date: 2021-07-01 05:19 am (UTC)He's just twisting the knife at this point, into both of them, drawing on his reserve of tired spite. It's like there's a layer of static fuzz built up on top of the thick, dark, heavy sludge. In him, it's congealed into something almost solid.
'I realized I really wanted that today.' He believes her, but only because it lets him line his stomach with that same dark vindication he's been plastering it with wherever he can. "People who string others along truly are the worst, aren't they?" The tone is cheerful. You didn't want it before that, Sara? Do you really want it now, or is it just more of the same? The same promises he's watched you make, over and over.
The smile and closed eyes fall away and down into something blanker as she apologizes to the wall. "..." He doesn't want to hear this. "I don't think they can hear you," he says.