[his head turns slightly, just enough so that he can catch Kit's gaze.]
You get to play the martyr again without having to do anything about it. You must be ecstatic.
[Vincent had possibly made his opinion on this topic clear in the past, he thinks dimly. it's a thought that crosses his mind often and so feels like retreading old ground now, but his intensity remains constant. more than anything, this was the quality in the other boy that truly disgusted him. the hypocrisy it brought on with his other habits was simply staggering.
all of that anger and irritation at having company during a trying time, at seeing the people he ignored in pain, at having to engage with his own life made Vincent's blood boil. he didn't need to be psychic to know his former companion would return to his room and spend the rest of the night in self-flagellation before slotting this incident away with all the others which weighed useless on his conscience. disgusting.
how could someone be so insincere that even selfishness felt disingenuous?]
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You get to play the martyr again without having to do anything about it. You must be ecstatic.
[Vincent had possibly made his opinion on this topic clear in the past, he thinks dimly. it's a thought that crosses his mind often and so feels like retreading old ground now, but his intensity remains constant. more than anything, this was the quality in the other boy that truly disgusted him. the hypocrisy it brought on with his other habits was simply staggering.
all of that anger and irritation at having company during a trying time, at seeing the people he ignored in pain, at having to engage with his own life made Vincent's blood boil. he didn't need to be psychic to know his former companion would return to his room and spend the rest of the night in self-flagellation before slotting this incident away with all the others which weighed useless on his conscience. disgusting.
how could someone be so insincere that even selfishness felt disingenuous?]