"It only feels as if you're dying, that's what withdrawal is," he said, calm as ever.
He stared down at Gabe, impassive and uncaring. If this were anyone else on his team, he would have actually shown some care, he would have been sympathetic and encouraging. Telling them they could get through this, pushing them. Even if his intent was to let them die, he'd still do it. And he'd be honest about it. But Gabe had insulted him. Robbed him of something. So there was nothing spared for him.
"If it were actual narcotics, there are things to counteract the effects. But I'm afraid those would only make your problem worse. And if I'm wrong and you truly are dying...well..."
He stepped closer to the glass, the angle throwing his face into shadow and making him loom over the young man. "...I'd consider that justice for what you've done to my team and I."
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Date: 2016-06-07 07:29 am (UTC)He stared down at Gabe, impassive and uncaring. If this were anyone else on his team, he would have actually shown some care, he would have been sympathetic and encouraging. Telling them they could get through this, pushing them. Even if his intent was to let them die, he'd still do it. And he'd be honest about it. But Gabe had insulted him. Robbed him of something. So there was nothing spared for him.
"If it were actual narcotics, there are things to counteract the effects. But I'm afraid those would only make your problem worse. And if I'm wrong and you truly are dying...well..."
He stepped closer to the glass, the angle throwing his face into shadow and making him loom over the young man. "...I'd consider that justice for what you've done to my team and I."