[He's clued in now, jarring, furious with this new situation but unruffled calm on the outside. He keeps the knife in his hand, casual, no attention one way or another.]
There's no purpose to it. The contest is over and there's no point. The Admiral doesn't want you to do this. She wouldn't.
[He'll go there if Anya won't. Treading carefully but he'll strike deeper and crueller to protect her.]
no subject
[He's clued in now, jarring, furious with this new situation but unruffled calm on the outside. He keeps the knife in his hand, casual, no attention one way or another.]
There's no purpose to it. The contest is over and there's no point. The Admiral doesn't want you to do this. She wouldn't.
[He'll go there if Anya won't. Treading carefully but he'll strike deeper and crueller to protect her.]