[He's so confident. Looking right through John because he could see exactly what that girl meant. Giving him what he kept telling himself he didn't want until he cracked. It happened once, it'll happen again, and John's going to fall because he's weak.
Just look at the amount of times he trusted Petre, believing he'd found a friend. Oh yes - he's desperate for the same thing he keeps telling everyone he doesn't need.]
[His lip curls, and there's a flat coldness behind his eyes, which never break from Petre's sharp stare. Either Petre's missed by a mile, or he's hit dead-on and John has retreated fully into his shell of indifference for protection.
(They both know which it is. But he's still never, ever admitting it, not even to himself.)]
We'll see. [Almost an echo, but not quite, and laced with mockery. It's too late for him to pull this out after all he's revealed, but it's his natural defense. Not caring, or appearing not to care.]
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You'll have to.
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[He's so confident. Looking right through John because he could see exactly what that girl meant. Giving him what he kept telling himself he didn't want until he cracked. It happened once, it'll happen again, and John's going to fall because he's weak.
Just look at the amount of times he trusted Petre, believing he'd found a friend. Oh yes - he's desperate for the same thing he keeps telling everyone he doesn't need.]
You'll see.
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(They both know which it is. But he's still never, ever admitting it, not even to himself.)]
We'll see. [Almost an echo, but not quite, and laced with mockery. It's too late for him to pull this out after all he's revealed, but it's his natural defense. Not caring, or appearing not to care.]