[ He hissed, his head yanked back, and Silco's lips peeled back into a sharper smile.
There it is. Is it punishment, if the man enjoys it? The spike of violence sends his adrenaline spiking, and his eye narrows, sharpening as he looks at him. ]
Should you?
[ He asked, watching him. When he did this? Did he really not see it? That violence, that slithering beast he could draw out with a few choice words? He leaned forward β tried to β his hair keeps him back, but he strained against his grip. ]
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There it is. Is it punishment, if the man enjoys it? The spike of violence sends his adrenaline spiking, and his eye narrows, sharpening as he looks at him. ]
Should you?
[ He asked, watching him. When he did this? Did he really not see it? That violence, that slithering beast he could draw out with a few choice words? He leaned forward β tried to β his hair keeps him back, but he strained against his grip. ]
I want you to see what I see.