"Hi." Richard sing-songed in that particularly sociopathic way, anger in his black button eyes. "I'm his guardian. That means I'm the guy filling in for his parents when I do this." He rears back, clenches his fist, and lets the encroaching doll have it with a [physical] haymaker.
There's a moment of pause before he lets out a hiss from the sides of his mouth. The seams of his trousers and boots began to glow blue. This is starting to work him up. He can't think straight, but he is starting to feel infinitely less bad about doing this guy like he did Gessler.
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"Hi." Richard sing-songed in that particularly sociopathic way, anger in his black button eyes. "I'm his guardian. That means I'm the guy filling in for his parents when I do this." He rears back, clenches his fist, and lets the encroaching doll have it with a [physical] haymaker.
There's a moment of pause before he lets out a hiss from the sides of his mouth. The seams of his trousers and boots began to glow blue. This is starting to work him up. He can't think straight, but he is starting to feel infinitely less bad about doing this guy like he did Gessler.