[He knows that when taking cheap shots, turn about is fair play. Since Myr can't see him, (now or ever), he doesn't feel the need to muffle his wince. He wasn't expecting that blow to actually touch a nerve.]
I wasn't holding his arms down. [The principle elements of what happened to him and Linden were parallel, but not the same.] Besides, it's not my job to protect him.
[The anger in his voice hasn't waned. He's not smug, he's not gloating. He's agreeing that it shouldn't have happened, and relieving himself of that responsibility in the same breath.]
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I wasn't holding his arms down. [The principle elements of what happened to him and Linden were parallel, but not the same.] Besides, it's not my job to protect him.
[The anger in his voice hasn't waned. He's not smug, he's not gloating. He's agreeing that it shouldn't have happened, and relieving himself of that responsibility in the same breath.]