[His gaze flits over to the voice as he glares from the corner of his eyes. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he forces himself to grow accustomed to the pain, a skill he picked up a long time ago to get through the days.
Coming into a dark alley was about as discreet as he was willing to get. He's done enough hiding and running that to have it expected of him again was infuriating beyond belief, considering he was taken here against his will. He's had enough of that to last a lifetime.
So instead of worrying about the state he's caught in he just gets angrier.]
That is of no concern to you.
[Though her lack of a reaction probably means she's like him, perhaps. And one could argue it might be, but it's an argument he will emphatically call bullshit on. Fortunately, that doesn't seem to be the case as it were.]
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Coming into a dark alley was about as discreet as he was willing to get. He's done enough hiding and running that to have it expected of him again was infuriating beyond belief, considering he was taken here against his will. He's had enough of that to last a lifetime.
So instead of worrying about the state he's caught in he just gets angrier.]
That is of no concern to you.
[Though her lack of a reaction probably means she's like him, perhaps. And one could argue it might be, but it's an argument he will emphatically call bullshit on. Fortunately, that doesn't seem to be the case as it were.]