[ he wishes he hadn't seen that. he could say it until he was blue in the face. or, well, think it. but he wishes he hadn't. and yet, if it had to be someone in Beacon that saw it? he's glad it was Peter, and not Bruce. Or worse, someone who didn't know. so, he does he want to have this conversation? ]
Well. I figure you can guess I was pissed after coming back from the dead.
[ he admits slowly, maybe a hint of amused frustration in his voice. ]
And the way I came back isn't exactly known for bringing back the same people who died. [ a beat ] Though, let me be clear. That was definitely all me.
[ he didn't need his anger getting extrapolated as being part of the Lazarus Madness. The truth was, he was always a little bit angry. Even as a kid. it's just now, he's extremely angry. but it's still his, and he hates the suspicion that he might lose it at any moment, no matter how founded it might seem. ]
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Well. I figure you can guess I was pissed after coming back from the dead.
[ he admits slowly, maybe a hint of amused frustration in his voice. ]
And the way I came back isn't exactly known for bringing back the same people who died. [ a beat ] Though, let me be clear. That was definitely all me.
[ he didn't need his anger getting extrapolated as being part of the Lazarus Madness. The truth was, he was always a little bit angry. Even as a kid. it's just now, he's extremely angry. but it's still his, and he hates the suspicion that he might lose it at any moment, no matter how founded it might seem. ]