He could have let me leave. In which case I would have returned in a few days once this mess had worn off, and neither of us would have ended up getting shot.
Yes, because the small possibility that something /might/ have happened offworld justifies electrocuting me and shattering my right knee cap, and trying to do the same for the left.
If you're going to spend the next week or two glaring at me over this, I'm going to ask Sheska if I can stay with her. At least there isn't a set of stairs to get to the kitchen there.
Running away? Endeavoring to avoid a long, pointless argument is 'running away' now? If I could bring back the other me so you could interrogate him, I would, although I'm not sure how much you'd like that, honestly.
Tseng had managed to get himself propped up in bed, laptop resting on top of his legs. Even with Aeris's skills, his knee was starting to ache badly again. He considered taking some more painkillers, but after the last few days, he wanted a clear head, even if he knew the pain was making him touchy. Elena's accusations weren't helping - he really didn't have the patience to try and sort the mess out this morning.
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