[The lack of any kind of argument takes the wind out of his sails; it's not that he'd been hoping for a fight, it just would've been a lot easier than actually dealing with any of this.
He's quite for a while, not trusting himself to say anything lest it turn into a dig at Lucretia that exposes too much about the way he's feeling, but eventually his frustration wins out.]
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He's quite for a while, not trusting himself to say anything lest it turn into a dig at Lucretia that exposes too much about the way he's feeling, but eventually his frustration wins out.]
Can't you cast an anti-magic field on this shit?