[In truth, he'd had no way of knowing for certain what sort of vision the other boy might have had, only that it was powerful enough to stagger him. Operating on the theory that it was possible their hallucinations had been deliberately induced, he'd guessed that Vincent's waking dream was similar to his own.
And, based on the way the other boy had reacted, based on the confrontational approach he'd taken to turning around and climbing back up those stairs, Kit wagered he was right.]
It's only an assumption if it isn't true.
[He stood his ground, unwavering as ever. The look in this boy's eyes wasn't anything like the bottomless well of mirth in the face of despair that the other dark-haired man had worn. Vincent's expression wasn't that of a predator pursuing his prey, but someone whose wound had callously been exposed to prove a point.
He had a right to be angry. He even had a right to lash out. And if he chose to do so...
...strange. Kit almost wanted that to happen. Not because he felt any sort of misguided need to be punished, but rather...because he felt if he didn't do something soon to cut the tension building in the stairwell, much of which had been brought on by the threat of invisible jaws at the nape of his neck, he thought he might burst.
And it was clear he wasn't the only one too tightly wound at the moment.]
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And, based on the way the other boy had reacted, based on the confrontational approach he'd taken to turning around and climbing back up those stairs, Kit wagered he was right.]
It's only an assumption if it isn't true.
[He stood his ground, unwavering as ever. The look in this boy's eyes wasn't anything like the bottomless well of mirth in the face of despair that the other dark-haired man had worn. Vincent's expression wasn't that of a predator pursuing his prey, but someone whose wound had callously been exposed to prove a point.
He had a right to be angry. He even had a right to lash out. And if he chose to do so...
...strange. Kit almost wanted that to happen. Not because he felt any sort of misguided need to be punished, but rather...because he felt if he didn't do something soon to cut the tension building in the stairwell, much of which had been brought on by the threat of invisible jaws at the nape of his neck, he thought he might burst.
And it was clear he wasn't the only one too tightly wound at the moment.]