Date: 2009-02-22 12:04 am (UTC)
"But the moment I express the least bit of concern, that's the end of it. You're finished." So it didn't really matter then, did it? He shut his eyes, clenching his fists at his sides as he counted to ten. Twenty. "Now how would I know what it entails if you're so gung ho about keeping me from finding out?" Why shouldn't he be able to handle the training? Perhaps it just wouldn't be a good idea to train with her.

He shook his head, looking to the ceiling, counting again as his fingers flexed. "There's no give and take, Hattie. All you ever talk about is how YOU have to protect ME. And that if your life is on the line, I can't be trusted to return the favor. Why should I be happy about that? When I propose a solution, YOU'RE not happy. What do YOU want from ME?"

His eyes narrowed suddenly as he looked down at her, lying on the bed. "I see."
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