Arthur's pacing stutters to a halt, and the knuckles of his left hand are white.
There's something odd about the way Steve says it, like it's not a sentence formed naturally, but a set of points retrofitted into one. But that thread gets lost, because there's the message on the door and now this to back it up...
He's sort of aware that he's not thinking straight, but between this and Crichton's death, he's also sort of not equipped to straighten his thinking out on the fly.
Can't wait for you to join us. ]
If I'm next, [ he blurts out, instead of answering the question, ] and I attack you, then- then kill me. I-I shouldn't be too hard to take down. I-I'll come back anyway, and I'd rather- jesus- I'd rather that than I hurt you too.
[ This is, of course, a wild fucking thing to say, especially without preamble. Arthur's voice is unsteady. He can feel, as if it's happening, how deep his thumbs went into Parker's trachea. ]
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Arthur's pacing stutters to a halt, and the knuckles of his left hand are white.
There's something odd about the way Steve says it, like it's not a sentence formed naturally, but a set of points retrofitted into one. But that thread gets lost, because there's the message on the door and now this to back it up...
He's sort of aware that he's not thinking straight, but between this and Crichton's death, he's also sort of not equipped to straighten his thinking out on the fly.
Can't wait for you to join us. ]
If I'm next, [ he blurts out, instead of answering the question, ] and I attack you, then- then kill me. I-I shouldn't be too hard to take down. I-I'll come back anyway, and I'd rather- jesus- I'd rather that than I hurt you too.
[ This is, of course, a wild fucking thing to say, especially without preamble. Arthur's voice is unsteady. He can feel, as if it's happening, how deep his thumbs went into Parker's trachea. ]