[ He hears what she's saying, but still that fire burns inside him, something bitter and intense that wants for a target. Might as well be Teddy, right? Considering he's the one who caused it with those fool words of his. His eyes bore into the door, and he considers little ways to make him pay, things Faraday might do in the dead of night when Emma is none the wiser—
But then she steps in front of him, says his name in a grim voice, and his gaze snaps down to her, startled and annoyed. He wrangles back the flames – because this anger isn't meant for her, doesn't want to misdirect it on accident – and his lip pulls back from his teeth in distaste. ]
Why not? [ A brief flick to look at the door again, but his gaze falls back on her. ] Seems to me he deserves it.
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But then she steps in front of him, says his name in a grim voice, and his gaze snaps down to her, startled and annoyed. He wrangles back the flames – because this anger isn't meant for her, doesn't want to misdirect it on accident – and his lip pulls back from his teeth in distaste. ]
Why not? [ A brief flick to look at the door again, but his gaze falls back on her. ] Seems to me he deserves it.