"What you really want is trouble, isn't it? You want a fight. That's what you aren't saying."
When the other Kevin does speak up, he takes a somewhat different approach -- one with the most infuriating form of understanding in it. Life has taken these two in very different directions, but when all is said and done, they're still the same man, and the same cunning mind the knight possesses stares at him from behind that one red eye. His fallen counterpart simply has less reason to shy away from that fact, and virtually no reason to be in denial about it.
"But you're stronger than me, and quicker. You'd tear through the Marsh like it was nothing. Anything that could actually stand up to you enough to satisfy you stands a good chance of actually killing you." He swirls his wine in his glass, gently, noting that the other Kevin has gone very still beneath his lover's hands, which means he's hit the nail right on the head. "But both of us at once, no weapons, Lacie with her chains..."
He trails off, and the silence after his words is suddenly humming, as though the knight is a string who has been suddenly pulled taught, and is vibrating with it as best he can.
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When the other Kevin does speak up, he takes a somewhat different approach -- one with the most infuriating form of understanding in it. Life has taken these two in very different directions, but when all is said and done, they're still the same man, and the same cunning mind the knight possesses stares at him from behind that one red eye. His fallen counterpart simply has less reason to shy away from that fact, and virtually no reason to be in denial about it.
"But you're stronger than me, and quicker. You'd tear through the Marsh like it was nothing. Anything that could actually stand up to you enough to satisfy you stands a good chance of actually killing you." He swirls his wine in his glass, gently, noting that the other Kevin has gone very still beneath his lover's hands, which means he's hit the nail right on the head. "But both of us at once, no weapons, Lacie with her chains..."
He trails off, and the silence after his words is suddenly humming, as though the knight is a string who has been suddenly pulled taught, and is vibrating with it as best he can.