[He can't exactly protest seeing Beatrix and also pretend he isn't aware he's fucked. He's not sure what to say -- he can't lie anymore. Either he tells the truth or Rean finds out when tests are run.
He goes quiet, rather than respond. He's looking at his hands, willing them not to tremble, but not saying a word.]
no subject
[He can't exactly protest seeing Beatrix and also pretend he isn't aware he's fucked. He's not sure what to say -- he can't lie anymore. Either he tells the truth or Rean finds out when tests are run.
He goes quiet, rather than respond. He's looking at his hands, willing them not to tremble, but not saying a word.]