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And as Eros yelled and shouted at him, even as he tightened the ropes, the only reaction Nico gave was a smirk. He could have yelled back at him in response, but there wasn't a need to. Anything he said would have just gone into deaf ears anyway; Eros wasn't prepared to accept his stance or newfound beliefs, so yelling until his throat was raw about it to convince him was just useless. Instead, he was happy to sit back and watch the other have a meltdown before his eyes, smirking more and more at his clear anger.
"Punch me. Do it. I'm not stopping you, am I? i'd happily punch your face in if the situations were reversed. I deserve it too, don't I? I've done nothing wrong, Eros. Absolutely nothing wrong, but you seem to think I'm some crazed lunatic, so punch me; knock my lights out. I'm sure you'd feel safer if I was unconscious," he drawled with the same smug smile on his face, clenching his fists together as best he could in the effort to cut into his palms again. That way, he could focus on that pain and not the pain of the ropes aggravating his skin painfully. It wasn't fun being bound this tightly, especially when it made him feel completely useless and weak as a result.
"Stop being fucking dramatic. I'm not your little buddy anymore; I'm not going to snap back into the guy you think you knew. This is all pointless and you're just signing your death warrant-- you don't think they'll come to kill you? You really think a few books is gonna give you all the info you need to take down five vampires? You're being an idiot, Eros."
"Punch me. Do it. I'm not stopping you, am I? i'd happily punch your face in if the situations were reversed. I deserve it too, don't I? I've done nothing wrong, Eros. Absolutely nothing wrong, but you seem to think I'm some crazed lunatic, so punch me; knock my lights out. I'm sure you'd feel safer if I was unconscious," he drawled with the same smug smile on his face, clenching his fists together as best he could in the effort to cut into his palms again. That way, he could focus on that pain and not the pain of the ropes aggravating his skin painfully. It wasn't fun being bound this tightly, especially when it made him feel completely useless and weak as a result.
"Stop being fucking dramatic. I'm not your little buddy anymore; I'm not going to snap back into the guy you think you knew. This is all pointless and you're just signing your death warrant-- you don't think they'll come to kill you? You really think a few books is gonna give you all the info you need to take down five vampires? You're being an idiot, Eros."