[ Oh, now that pisses him off. Incensed, his neck flushes red, and he squeezes his hands into fists. ]
Gods, you're so—
[ He kicks Gale's very nice wall, which hurts— ] Fuck. [ Which infuriates him more. He was trying to be mature about this at one point, but he's already completely forgotten that. Toes throbbing, he turns back to Iorveth, throwing his hands up. ]
You're supposed to beg me to stay.
[ Babe, you're not really acting like my idealized version of you. ]
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Gods, you're so—
[ He kicks Gale's very nice wall, which hurts— ] Fuck. [ Which infuriates him more. He was trying to be mature about this at one point, but he's already completely forgotten that. Toes throbbing, he turns back to Iorveth, throwing his hands up. ]
You're supposed to beg me to stay.
[ Babe, you're not really acting like my idealized version of you. ]