[Between asphyxiation and having his head cracked off the wall, it was a wonder Kit didn't lose consciousness when Vincent let go, and more surprising still that he didn't hit the floor. Through sheer tenacity and force of will he remained standing, though the support of the wall certainly couldn't be overlooked.
What had caused Vincent to become so violent and then relent? It was almost as if he couldn't put enough distance between them, but without proof to support such a suspicion, even Kit couldn't put much stock in it.
Instead, he found himself mumbling under his breath, almost with a hint of amusement...]
Hellbore, as beautiful as it is toxic.
[He'd classified the other boy quite well, he thought. Vincent was a fascinating person, but attempting to ingest and understand any part of his soul, the very root of his being, would likely prove fatal. Why he continued to try despite all of the pain it caused him was beyond Kit. Perhaps because, like Vincent, he was reluctant to think too long, or too quick to slap the least offensive explanation upon the problem.
Just as he was quick to assume the best solution now was to remove himself from his guest's presence. Not to ask why he had stopped, not to press any more buttons in an attempt to pry answers from him, but to simply, and silently, push away from the wall, cross the small living space, and retreat to his own room.
If he heard Vincent's insult, he didn't acknowledge it.]
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What had caused Vincent to become so violent and then relent? It was almost as if he couldn't put enough distance between them, but without proof to support such a suspicion, even Kit couldn't put much stock in it.
Instead, he found himself mumbling under his breath, almost with a hint of amusement...]
Hellbore, as beautiful as it is toxic.
[He'd classified the other boy quite well, he thought. Vincent was a fascinating person, but attempting to ingest and understand any part of his soul, the very root of his being, would likely prove fatal. Why he continued to try despite all of the pain it caused him was beyond Kit. Perhaps because, like Vincent, he was reluctant to think too long, or too quick to slap the least offensive explanation upon the problem.
Just as he was quick to assume the best solution now was to remove himself from his guest's presence. Not to ask why he had stopped, not to press any more buttons in an attempt to pry answers from him, but to simply, and silently, push away from the wall, cross the small living space, and retreat to his own room.
If he heard Vincent's insult, he didn't acknowledge it.]