[ He feels unstable. It's this thing inside him, this unpredictable, wild thing that he's been trying to make as small as possible, increasing the pressure every time he's reminded of it, until all it takes is the slighest change in temperature to superheat it beyond its boiling point. The slightest weakness in containment, and it'll explode, taking him and probably Carlisle with it.
That's what nearly happened just now. Moment of weakness. It won't happen again. He can sort out his personal issues later, in private. For now, he should focus on getting himself and Carlisle out of here intact, find someplace to cool his head, reconvene once they're both less stressed and volatile.
... But that's not how it's going to go, is it? He can already see it in his mind's eye. "Let's get going." "Not until you tell me everything!" Carlisle digs his heels in, Qubit does the same, they start arguing, one of them says something wrong within five seconds, and the next thing you know Carlisle's a Revenant for good.
Fine. You know what? Fine. Then he'll head that off at the pass. Offer him something. It's probably less than he owes him, after that little stunt he just pulled. Not turning around, he shrugs (more dramatically than necessary) and lets his arms fall to his sides with a slap. ]
Well? Spit it out. The suspense must be killing you.
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[ He feels unstable. It's this thing inside him, this unpredictable, wild thing that he's been trying to make as small as possible, increasing the pressure every time he's reminded of it, until all it takes is the slighest change in temperature to superheat it beyond its boiling point. The slightest weakness in containment, and it'll explode, taking him and probably Carlisle with it.
That's what nearly happened just now. Moment of weakness. It won't happen again. He can sort out his personal issues later, in private. For now, he should focus on getting himself and Carlisle out of here intact, find someplace to cool his head, reconvene once they're both less stressed and volatile.
... But that's not how it's going to go, is it? He can already see it in his mind's eye. "Let's get going." "Not until you tell me everything!" Carlisle digs his heels in, Qubit does the same, they start arguing, one of them says something wrong within five seconds, and the next thing you know Carlisle's a Revenant for good.
Fine. You know what? Fine. Then he'll head that off at the pass. Offer him something. It's probably less than he owes him, after that little stunt he just pulled. Not turning around, he shrugs (more dramatically than necessary) and lets his arms fall to his sides with a slap. ]
Well? Spit it out. The suspense must be killing you.