[It's a quick turn-turn of his head from the sudden impact to both cheeks. He sees it coming, knows it's coming from the telegraphed rage that screams for violence, but he does nothing. Since he does deserve it. He knows he does. So does Roman.
And he waits for Roman to snarl at him, face turning red from the impact of the hit, and nodding along.]
Because he helped me out and I wanted to be even. I knew it would make you mad. Two birds.
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And he waits for Roman to snarl at him, face turning red from the impact of the hit, and nodding along.]
Because he helped me out and I wanted to be even. I knew it would make you mad. Two birds.