Don't put words in my mouth, lady. I know how this game works.
( still breezy. still light. his anger is roiling beneath the surface, but he's had how many years, again, to practice hiding it? he takes his beer with a little gesture of 'cheers' to the server and takes a drink before he bothers answering her. she may wear the face of someone he loved once, and hold the hearts of not just one but two people he cares for very deeply, but he's not cowed by her poise or the dagger of her words. )
If you're going to hold your trust — which has what value to me again, exactly? — hostage over information about my son, why should I tell you anything to begin with? Ben's not here. He can't speak for himself, he can't refute anything I say. I'm not going to tell you his secrets with only some vague promise that he gave you that information willingly.
( han leans forwards, and pushes his index finger down against the table to make a (literal, ha) point. )
If he told you himself because he wanted to, that's obviously how he felt. I don't have the right to defend myself and my actions, because my intent doesn't change how he took it. I don't give a damn about your judgement. Go ahead and call me whatever you want.
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( still breezy. still light. his anger is roiling beneath the surface, but he's had how many years, again, to practice hiding it? he takes his beer with a little gesture of 'cheers' to the server and takes a drink before he bothers answering her. she may wear the face of someone he loved once, and hold the hearts of not just one but two people he cares for very deeply, but he's not cowed by her poise or the dagger of her words. )
If you're going to hold your trust — which has what value to me again, exactly? — hostage over information about my son, why should I tell you anything to begin with? Ben's not here. He can't speak for himself, he can't refute anything I say. I'm not going to tell you his secrets with only some vague promise that he gave you that information willingly.
( han leans forwards, and pushes his index finger down against the table to make a (literal, ha) point. )
If he told you himself because he wanted to, that's obviously how he felt. I don't have the right to defend myself and my actions, because my intent doesn't change how he took it. I don't give a damn about your judgement. Go ahead and call me whatever you want.