[there's a brief pause when this second miss occurs, and his hand remains frozen in the air. another surprise, though it's less unexpected than the first. what it does do is successfully hammer home the fact that Abel isn't treating it like the game Charles had initially intended it to be, which he finds hilarious.]
But it is getting me somewhere, isn't it? [right underneath a certain priest's skin... it hadn't been his goal, certainly, but riling someone else up to the point of seeing them genuinely upset is just as therapeutic for him as physically maiming someone can be. in an attempt to free at least one hand, the gnarled and clawed arm will be slipping back to its human size quite rapidly, which he'll couple with a severe jerk towards his own abdomen, trying to break and evade any grasp using his shoulder.]
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But it is getting me somewhere, isn't it? [right underneath a certain priest's skin... it hadn't been his goal, certainly, but riling someone else up to the point of seeing them genuinely upset is just as therapeutic for him as physically maiming someone can be. in an attempt to free at least one hand, the gnarled and clawed arm will be slipping back to its human size quite rapidly, which he'll couple with a severe jerk towards his own abdomen, trying to break and evade any grasp using his shoulder.]