What did I do? Perhaps I should ask you that instead. What can I do sitting here of all places?
[Quite a bit. But that's not actually the point, because whatever's going on here and now, between them, is not his fault. He stands, paces back and forth in agitation, in thought. Slams a palm up against the clear surface and lets those dangerous feelings flow through him, anger and irritation and a very clear dislike for this situation. What the hell is this supposed to be? Why should he let anyone into his head?]
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[Quite a bit. But that's not actually the point, because whatever's going on here and now, between them, is not his fault. He stands, paces back and forth in agitation, in thought. Slams a palm up against the clear surface and lets those dangerous feelings flow through him, anger and irritation and a very clear dislike for this situation. What the hell is this supposed to be? Why should he let anyone into his head?]
What trick is this?