[For a fleeting moment, his calm, smug demeanor cracks. Flashes of anger fade in and out almost as quick as the punch strikes him. He lets, stepping away partially with the force and partially with the anger-filled shock that Zack dared to make a move at all.
His hand touching briefly where he's hit. There's a slight clash of his own emotions, but that too fades slightly as his expression returns to being straight and even.
He knew from the start his words were goading. He wanted a reaction. He got one though probably not the one he expected.
Still there's a part that wishes to continue on. To hurt Zack with the same sting currently lingering across his skin.]
You're right. You've lost everything haven't you? Yet I feel you don't even know the full extent.
In my time, the one you carry especially close to your heart is gone. All because you weren't there to protect her. How does that make you feel, Zack? Knowing the depths of your failure?
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His hand touching briefly where he's hit. There's a slight clash of his own emotions, but that too fades slightly as his expression returns to being straight and even.
He knew from the start his words were goading. He wanted a reaction. He got one though probably not the one he expected.
Still there's a part that wishes to continue on. To hurt Zack with the same sting currently lingering across his skin.]
You're right. You've lost everything haven't you? Yet I feel you don't even know the full extent.
In my time, the one you carry especially close to your heart is gone. All because you weren't there to protect her. How does that make you feel, Zack? Knowing the depths of your failure?