[He's recently died, been accused of a great many things despite all his efforts to do what little he could with the situation he was in. It's one thing to make blatant accusations but the petty little jabs when he already feels as though he might cry, despising every misunderstand, especially when he had hoped...
Surely Claude at least would have understood he was trying to do what he could? That he wouldn't abandon him.
But Felix can't help himself from kicking a man when he's down and Lorenz just shakes his head, disgusted and upset and determined not to "blubber" in front of this man. So he stands, lifting his sinistea into his hands and leaving the tea he'd ordered from the shop abandoned on the table.]
I knew you were... abrasive, Felix. But I did not take you for a man to be needlessly cruel.
[He's walking away before he does something foolish like actually crying in front of him or, worse, telling him things that he might use as ammunition against him or others.]
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Surely Claude at least would have understood he was trying to do what he could? That he wouldn't abandon him.
But Felix can't help himself from kicking a man when he's down and Lorenz just shakes his head, disgusted and upset and determined not to "blubber" in front of this man. So he stands, lifting his sinistea into his hands and leaving the tea he'd ordered from the shop abandoned on the table.]
I knew you were... abrasive, Felix. But I did not take you for a man to be needlessly cruel.
[He's walking away before he does something foolish like actually crying in front of him or, worse, telling him things that he might use as ammunition against him or others.]