[ evan realizes with more than a little irritation that david's not going to give up until he has an answer he likes. or at least an answer he can stomach, since apparently you win isn't good enough anymore. he looks david in the eye, or as much as that can be done with the mask on, and sees ... what?
concern? confusion? pity? it makes him furious, almost sick to deal with. he might be seeing things that aren't there, but it's not the first time that's happened in his life - even without the entity's help.
it would be simplest to punch him out, but that wouldn't end this, either. evan grits his teeth and tells himself that next time they get into a fight, he's just going to finish it without a word. ]
I don't like you bein' this close to right.
[ this is as far as he can say it. as far as he can even accept it, even. not just get the words out, but conceptualize it in his own head. it isn't even that he's wrong - it's that david's right in a way he doesn't like.
anywhere else, any other time, it wouldn't even be something th consider. ]
[ he could push — right about what — try and force him to admit that he's not close to right, he is right. admit that he's full of it, that this place isn't worth shit, that he's not special and important just because. david opens his mouth to do as much, but he stops himself, frowns. what's that going to accomplish? ]
And that's why you just... [ david gestures vaguely in the direction they came from ] Pissed off instead of tryin' to finish it?
[ still doesn't make sense to him. it's not the first time david's poked at uncomfortable truths for evan and they both know it, whether he'd rather acknowledge it or not. was this just the final straw or what? maybe he is stupid, because he just can't wrap his head around it. ]
[ what gets evan is the this time. as if david's always been right before. in truth he probably has been, hitting on the unfortunate frustrations evan has to deal with (or ignore entirely). at the same time, evan hasn't walked away from those confrontations. he ended them. except the one that david ended, but it was done either way.
he isn't sure why everything had to stop this time, but he'll be damned before he admits he doesn't know to david's face. he lashes out, grabs him by the throat and drags him in close. ]
That ain't your business.
[ it's a growl. almost a threat, almost a promise of violence. there's no way to see his eyes through the mask even that close thanks to the shadows just inside the ironworks, and after a few seconds of letting that sink in he shoves david aside and heads deeper into the ironworks, aiming to leave and be alone for at least a little while before he's snatched up to be in another trial - or someone finds him. again. ]
[ instinctively, like always, david reaches to grab evan's wrist when he snaps out for his throat. grunts in pain as the pull makes various aches flare up with new pain. ]
[ his eyes search over evan's mask, like he'd find a flicker of an expression in the carved bone, but all he gets is a growl and a shove. he stumbles back a couple of steps, out of evan's way, and just... stands there for a second. watching him go. ]
Run the fuck away then-- [ he throws his hands up in frustrations ] Who gives a fuck.
[ that stops him for a second. run away. Like a coward, like he's not a man.
but when david doesn't continue and just gives up, evan manages to overcome his own insulted fury and keep going. he makes his way out of the ironworks and follows a winding path back to the mine, trying to not think about anything, or everything, that wants his attention.
he's got no one to blame for this but himself, and he knows that. it's part of the reason why he's so angry about it. ]
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concern? confusion? pity? it makes him furious, almost sick to deal with. he might be seeing things that aren't there, but it's not the first time that's happened in his life - even without the entity's help.
it would be simplest to punch him out, but that wouldn't end this, either. evan grits his teeth and tells himself that next time they get into a fight, he's just going to finish it without a word. ]
I don't like you bein' this close to right.
[ this is as far as he can say it. as far as he can even accept it, even. not just get the words out, but conceptualize it in his own head. it isn't even that he's wrong - it's that david's right in a way he doesn't like.
anywhere else, any other time, it wouldn't even be something th consider. ]
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And that's why you just... [ david gestures vaguely in the direction they came from ] Pissed off instead of tryin' to finish it?
[ still doesn't make sense to him. it's not the first time david's poked at uncomfortable truths for evan and they both know it, whether he'd rather acknowledge it or not. was this just the final straw or what? maybe he is stupid, because he just can't wrap his head around it. ]
Why's this time any different?
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he isn't sure why everything had to stop this time, but he'll be damned before he admits he doesn't know to david's face. he lashes out, grabs him by the throat and drags him in close. ]
That ain't your business.
[ it's a growl. almost a threat, almost a promise of violence. there's no way to see his eyes through the mask even that close thanks to the shadows just inside the ironworks, and after a few seconds of letting that sink in he shoves david aside and heads deeper into the ironworks, aiming to leave and be alone for at least a little while before he's snatched up to be in another trial - or someone finds him. again. ]
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[ his eyes search over evan's mask, like he'd find a flicker of an expression in the carved bone, but all he gets is a growl and a shove. he stumbles back a couple of steps, out of evan's way, and just... stands there for a second. watching him go. ]
Run the fuck away then-- [ he throws his hands up in frustrations ] Who gives a fuck.
[ definitely not him. ]
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but when david doesn't continue and just gives up, evan manages to overcome his own insulted fury and keep going. he makes his way out of the ironworks and follows a winding path back to the mine, trying to not think about anything, or everything, that wants his attention.
he's got no one to blame for this but himself, and he knows that. it's part of the reason why he's so angry about it. ]