[The destruction of the apartment, Roman's current state, the knife still twitching in the doorframe next to his head while Roman snarls at him should really make anyone turn tail and run. The equivalent would be getting charged by a wild, rabid mountain lion in the middle of the wilderness with miles of nothing around. Instinct says to get the fuck out of the way.
Course, Zsasz's instincts are perpetually in an "out of order" state complete with caution tape locking that door shut in his brain. Because he, an idiot, straightens up when Roman snatches his wrist and pulls him deeper into danger.
He's been hard the entire time since the phone call. Now he's in very real danger of finishing before the fun even starts.]
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Course, Zsasz's instincts are perpetually in an "out of order" state complete with caution tape locking that door shut in his brain. Because he, an idiot, straightens up when Roman snatches his wrist and pulls him deeper into danger.
He's been hard the entire time since the phone call. Now he's in very real danger of finishing before the fun even starts.]
Redecorating?