[ david gives in quicker than he might have before, and the way he relaxes, sinking down onto the bed again and losing the choking grip, almost makes evan say something that'll end this faster than a knife to the throat. he manages to stay silent, though. even manages to keep in the smug smirk, or at least most of it.
it disappears anyway when david kicks him. that one he doesn't manage to stop, but it's not a hard kick. enough to irritate but not enough to infuriate. it avoided any of the bad wounds, after all.
he knocks david's leg aside and works him a little more, intending to try and stop any other attempts to get some kind of petty revenge before pulling his hand away to slick up his fingers again - this time to use on himself. the rope's enough of a problem, he figures. ]
Next time I'll beat you into this. Make it worth losing.
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it disappears anyway when david kicks him. that one he doesn't manage to stop, but it's not a hard kick. enough to irritate but not enough to infuriate. it avoided any of the bad wounds, after all.
he knocks david's leg aside and works him a little more, intending to try and stop any other attempts to get some kind of petty revenge before pulling his hand away to slick up his fingers again - this time to use on himself. the rope's enough of a problem, he figures. ]
Next time I'll beat you into this. Make it worth losing.
[ that's probably a joke. ]