[Stung and furious as Myr might be, he can still recognize when something's not worth pursuing.
It's a recognition helped along by an unsubtle ripple of nausea through his Bond to L, unease indication that he bled leaves as much unsaid as the rest of Niles' declaration. The Faun's expression twists more dire at that; his death-grip on his watch eases even as he's pressing the back of a wrist to his lips and breathing deep against the urge to vomit.]
Sure, you just wanted to air your side of things, [he mutters to himself, after that's passed. (Wanting the record straight usually implied wanting the folk reading it to get the right impression and act appropriately, didn't it?)]
Like you couldn't have to the Coven to keep this whole fucking thing from kicking off.
[Well, and well. Following that track wouldn't get them anywhere.
It's time to go home and find out what L's done to himself.]
no subject
It's a recognition helped along by an unsubtle ripple of nausea through his Bond to L, unease indication that he bled leaves as much unsaid as the rest of Niles' declaration. The Faun's expression twists more dire at that; his death-grip on his watch eases even as he's pressing the back of a wrist to his lips and breathing deep against the urge to vomit.]
Sure, you just wanted to air your side of things, [he mutters to himself, after that's passed. (Wanting the record straight usually implied wanting the folk reading it to get the right impression and act appropriately, didn't it?)]
Like you couldn't have to the Coven to keep this whole fucking thing from kicking off.
[Well, and well. Following that track wouldn't get them anywhere.
It's time to go home and find out what L's done to himself.]