There is a brief pause before the answer, as The Shadow gazes thoughtfully into his tea, frowning still. "He's fine. Comparatively speaking. Hauled off to the authorities once we got the information out of him, and he'll probably even get off with a light sentence."
The sigh that follows wheezes and rattles deep in his lungs, and he sinks deeper into the sofa, running a hand through his hair. "I lost my temper. I haven't lost my temper like that in... a long time. I could have killed him. I wanted to kill him." It is not what he did that troubles him, precisely, it's how close he came to doing worse, and why.
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Date: 2009-11-15 03:28 am (UTC)The sigh that follows wheezes and rattles deep in his lungs, and he sinks deeper into the sofa, running a hand through his hair. "I lost my temper. I haven't lost my temper like that in... a long time. I could have killed him. I wanted to kill him." It is not what he did that troubles him, precisely, it's how close he came to doing worse, and why.