[He snaps it out before Regis has even really finished the question, finally looking over his shoulder at the other man, teeth bared in a snarl that's as much frustration as it is pain from twisting around like that.
And then understanding dawns and Regis is so... neutral about the whole thing when it would be easier to fight and be up in arms about it if he weren't so godsdamned reasonable. Instead he turns back away, shoulders slumping, head bowed. That's not fair. He doesn't want to fight with his King, that's the last thing he wants but he also doesn't know how to just talk about this particular topic.
So he has to turn it to something he can talk about. Someone else.]
Libertus never would've fallen in with those bastards if he'd had his head on straight.
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[He snaps it out before Regis has even really finished the question, finally looking over his shoulder at the other man, teeth bared in a snarl that's as much frustration as it is pain from twisting around like that.
And then understanding dawns and Regis is so... neutral about the whole thing when it would be easier to fight and be up in arms about it if he weren't so godsdamned reasonable. Instead he turns back away, shoulders slumping, head bowed. That's not fair. He doesn't want to fight with his King, that's the last thing he wants but he also doesn't know how to just talk about this particular topic.
So he has to turn it to something he can talk about. Someone else.]
Libertus never would've fallen in with those bastards if he'd had his head on straight.