[ He gives a little grunt. Looks down and away from Bastien. ]
Let's not go too far, now.
[ It's easy, when he feels unhappy, when he feels pushed and picked-on, to fall back into that wry self-loathing. He knows Bastien hates it, after all. So maybe it's a sort of cruelty of his own. ]
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Let's not go too far, now.
[ It's easy, when he feels unhappy, when he feels pushed and picked-on, to fall back into that wry self-loathing. He knows Bastien hates it, after all. So maybe it's a sort of cruelty of his own. ]
I did not even realize that we were quibbling.