"I don't care how he would feel," Cade snaps, beginning to regret it halfway through the sentence. But now it's there, and his back is turned to Zevran, and the encroaching doubt isn't visible to anyone but himself. He stands in silence for several long moments, waiting to stop quivering, to rein himself back in. Feeling anything too openly can be a huge mistake, and he's going from blind resentment to waiting for the other shoe to drop. "...I'm sorry I shouted," he says, in a much quieter voice, still keeping his back turned. This isn't Zevran's fault, Zevran is on his side. He said so. Cade resolves to stop himself before he can ruin that, too.
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Date: 2016-05-29 09:25 pm (UTC)He stands in silence for several long moments, waiting to stop quivering, to rein himself back in. Feeling anything too openly can be a huge mistake, and he's going from blind resentment to waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"...I'm sorry I shouted," he says, in a much quieter voice, still keeping his back turned. This isn't Zevran's fault, Zevran is on his side. He said so. Cade resolves to stop himself before he can ruin that, too.