[ Gaelio does have the right, he would be forced to agree. Torturing McGillis slowly with weighty overtures is not a terrible punishment considering the crime.
Even as he attempts to indulge himself mentally, adding justification to his behaviour, he feels the air seeping out from those tires. It's a ridiculous overreaction to the circumstances at hand. Still -- he doesn't need to travel with this person, to listen to this person, to indulge this person's very specific conditions for killing him, which is what it comes down to, isn't it? Isn't he mad to walk alongside with Gaelio, who wants to murder him in return for what he has done, who wants to "understand" him, a man who desires exacting and correct conditions before he can carry out his act?
He treats revenge like the set-up of a brand new aquarium. Prepare the pH balance, then let loose the piranhas.
McGillis feels his brow creasing at the sounds of Gaelio's footsteps approaching, though knowing him as well as he does, he predicted as much. At the corner of his mouth, with all this madness volleyed back and forth, he finds himself fighting to tamp down the strange smirk that wants to lift it. Barely there, and only for a second. They must be a stupid sight, shuffling in a disgruntled manner through the grass with an abnormally huge gap between them.
He avoids Gaelio's heated look and picks up his stride.
Though, he cannot close his ears to those retorts, frowning in turn. ]
You --
[ A sudden desire to shout overtakes him as well. He wants to blow through Gaelio's refusal to understand that he is not Gjallarhorn, has never been, and that betraying his own would require him to be in a position that would breed loyalty towards them in the first place. As things are, he has never truly entered that society. Tekkadan are his allies, and his allies had been under attack by Gaelio, Carta and Ein, all.
McGillis clips himself before launching into any of that. He finds calm. ]
I've not killed my allies, or even attempted to. Only my enemies. Not properly, I will give you that.
[ He should simply fly away and leave Gaelio to deal with things on his own. ]
In response to your third point, I welcome you to try.
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Even as he attempts to indulge himself mentally, adding justification to his behaviour, he feels the air seeping out from those tires. It's a ridiculous overreaction to the circumstances at hand. Still -- he doesn't need to travel with this person, to listen to this person, to indulge this person's very specific conditions for killing him, which is what it comes down to, isn't it? Isn't he mad to walk alongside with Gaelio, who wants to murder him in return for what he has done, who wants to "understand" him, a man who desires exacting and correct conditions before he can carry out his act?
He treats revenge like the set-up of a brand new aquarium. Prepare the pH balance, then let loose the piranhas.
McGillis feels his brow creasing at the sounds of Gaelio's footsteps approaching, though knowing him as well as he does, he predicted as much. At the corner of his mouth, with all this madness volleyed back and forth, he finds himself fighting to tamp down the strange smirk that wants to lift it. Barely there, and only for a second. They must be a stupid sight, shuffling in a disgruntled manner through the grass with an abnormally huge gap between them.
He avoids Gaelio's heated look and picks up his stride.
Though, he cannot close his ears to those retorts, frowning in turn. ]
You --
[ A sudden desire to shout overtakes him as well. He wants to blow through Gaelio's refusal to understand that he is not Gjallarhorn, has never been, and that betraying his own would require him to be in a position that would breed loyalty towards them in the first place. As things are, he has never truly entered that society. Tekkadan are his allies, and his allies had been under attack by Gaelio, Carta and Ein, all.
McGillis clips himself before launching into any of that. He finds calm. ]
I've not killed my allies, or even attempted to. Only my enemies. Not properly, I will give you that.
[ He should simply fly away and leave Gaelio to deal with things on his own. ]
In response to your third point, I welcome you to try.