[The two sides of him are warring fiercely inside him, that old one that would wipe him out just for questioning and the new one that wants to erase the old. He had a reason when he came here, but now he's just hopelessly caught between pride and morality.]
Did I do anything to him? Leave a mark? No. So we're good. You can stare at your face and have it stare back and look just as pretty. Everybody's happy.
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[That's the only reason he can think of for Petre being so calm.]
I've killed for less. Way less. You shouldn't test me.
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[testing you all the way.]
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[The two sides of him are warring fiercely inside him, that old one that would wipe him out just for questioning and the new one that wants to erase the old. He had a reason when he came here, but now he's just hopelessly caught between pride and morality.]
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[All that talk about what he had to do to survive. Let's see if the instinct is still there.]
Why do you care so much about what I did.
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I'm not shooting you to impress you.
[The tension's broken, or at least thinner in the air. Of all the stupid things. And he nearly did it, too.]
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[reverse psychology works. Damn.]
What are you going to do, then? Or was Birkhoff just an excuse.
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[He's even tucked his gun into the back of his pants again, though. The threat is over for now.]
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[he spreads his arms, hands open.]
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[He looks ready to walk away now, apparently satisfied at least. If not happy, not exactly.]
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[he'll be the judge of what you've got to do with him.]
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