[His punch misses, but the objective has been achieved: stop Dean attacking Faith. With that done he hangs back, tense, ready to act if something unexpected happened. Bits of glass stick in his shoulder, and they pricked and hurt, but luckily it was nothing serious.
When Faith steps forward, he does too, cutting in front of her so that he's blocking the path to Dean, but enough so that she can see his face, feel the anger radiating from him. His voice may be ice cold, but his eyes are not. She hasn't seen this expression before. Sympathy.] Stop baiting.
[He turns his gaze Dean, expression changing to stony.] I warned you to take it to the gym. But you were stupid enough to come here. [Then, to Faith.] CTS. Now.
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Date: 2012-12-30 07:27 am (UTC)From:When Faith steps forward, he does too, cutting in front of her so that he's blocking the path to Dean, but enough so that she can see his face, feel the anger radiating from him. His voice may be ice cold, but his eyes are not. She hasn't seen this expression before. Sympathy.] Stop baiting.
[He turns his gaze Dean, expression changing to stony.] I warned you to take it to the gym. But you were stupid enough to come here. [Then, to Faith.] CTS. Now.