[Abel was sincerely hoping Charles wouldn't come to that conclusion.
as in hoping reeeeeaaally, really hard.
alas... luck has never been one of his strong suits. his miserable karma seems to be catching up with him again... and the Chiropteran might finally be getting something closer to the reaction he had been hoping for, because the priest... like a fool, falls right for the bait.
mostly because he believes the threat isn't truly an idle one. he believes Charles is unstable enough to hurt an innocent bystander in an effort to see his goal achieved.
he raises his hands, slowly... in a gesture of something placating.]
Ah, I-- I don't feel much in the mood for games, anymore... But-- how about some tea--? I regained some from home, actually-- Sister Kate makes the most delicious mixed brews you're ever likely to taste, so--
[so don't even let that thought go much further, okay, Charles? Abel is taking a small step toward him, as if anticipating the boy's move toward the door he's just cast a glance at.]
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as in hoping reeeeeaaally, really hard.
alas... luck has never been one of his strong suits. his miserable karma seems to be catching up with him again... and the Chiropteran might finally be getting something closer to the reaction he had been hoping for, because the priest... like a fool, falls right for the bait.
mostly because he believes the threat isn't truly an idle one. he believes Charles is unstable enough to hurt an innocent bystander in an effort to see his goal achieved.
he raises his hands, slowly... in a gesture of something placating.]
Ah, I-- I don't feel much in the mood for games, anymore... But-- how about some tea--? I regained some from home, actually-- Sister Kate makes the most delicious mixed brews you're ever likely to taste, so--
[so don't even let that thought go much further, okay, Charles? Abel is taking a small step toward him, as if anticipating the boy's move toward the door he's just cast a glance at.]