{ He's half expecting it, in all honesty. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thinks Gabe just might do it. Just kill him here in the middle of this room. There's a stupefied pause as they breathe each other's air, the sudden closeness of their faces jarring Henry out of his anger. He blinks slowly in confusion. }
What? I'm... I'm not— { Then his gaze sharpens into a glare. } You think I'm trying to kill you, you idiot? You think I want to kill you? Now?
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What? I'm... I'm not— { Then his gaze sharpens into a glare. } You think I'm trying to kill you, you idiot? You think I want to kill you? Now?