[ another time, the anger would have gone straight into him, found its reflection, and fought its way out. there would have been another fight. maybe one that ended in nothing, maybe one that got one of them killed.
but evan tries to avoid thinking about what-ifs, and right now, his mood's not so bad that he's going to rise to what he sees as bait, even if it would end up being a benefit in the end.
so when david yanks himself free, shoves evan back - not that he moves any real distance - he watches david, and then laughs. it's short, sharp, and not particularly amused, but it's a laugh. ]
Nah.
[ he steps back, leans against a different workbench and folds his arms across his chest. ]
You owe me. Pay it back when you're damn good and ready for it.
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but evan tries to avoid thinking about what-ifs, and right now, his mood's not so bad that he's going to rise to what he sees as bait, even if it would end up being a benefit in the end.
so when david yanks himself free, shoves evan back - not that he moves any real distance - he watches david, and then laughs. it's short, sharp, and not particularly amused, but it's a laugh. ]
Nah.
[ he steps back, leans against a different workbench and folds his arms across his chest. ]
You owe me. Pay it back when you're damn good and ready for it.