[For one fleeting, irrational moment he's tempted to throw the damnable teacup at Felix, just for his sass. But of course he goes and slaps Lorenz in the face with another assumption and Lorenz... genuinely looks like he's been struck, sucking in a breath, expression crumpling into hurt surprise.]
Abandon...ed...
[He shakes his head a little but he knows precisely why Claude would feel that way, no matter how much he tried-
Lorenz turns to fix his chair, giving Felix his back for a moment and some part of him expects to feel a blade between his ribs any second. If he takes the moment to blink away the threat of tears on his lashes surely Felix will never notice. Not when he turns back to retake his seat with only the faintest dampness to his lashes.]
If you want information, fine.
[He finally lifts his cup to take a sip of his tea, hating the fact that his hands are shaking ever so slightly.]
But if all you want is to stand there and insult me.... [A shaky breath, the faintest sniff, and when he finishes speaking he simply sounds tired.] ... just go.
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Abandon...ed...
[He shakes his head a little but he knows precisely why Claude would feel that way, no matter how much he tried-
Lorenz turns to fix his chair, giving Felix his back for a moment and some part of him expects to feel a blade between his ribs any second. If he takes the moment to blink away the threat of tears on his lashes surely Felix will never notice. Not when he turns back to retake his seat with only the faintest dampness to his lashes.]
If you want information, fine.
[He finally lifts his cup to take a sip of his tea, hating the fact that his hands are shaking ever so slightly.]
But if all you want is to stand there and insult me.... [A shaky breath, the faintest sniff, and when he finishes speaking he simply sounds tired.] ... just go.