Declan was half-lucky that Desire even continued to stand there while he puzzled things through, but as a show of still being moody, he crossed his arms and didn’t turn around for even a word of it. The Guardian addressed the back of Aoba’s head the entire time.
“Fine, whatever,” he groused when, despite it all, Declan still only wound up at a different version of his earlier conclusion. “You won’t say it, Reason won’t say it, and I just gave it my best shot. Clearly none of us are getting anything we want.”
But without elaborating on what ‘it’ might actually be, Desire just started walking again, muttering something about as bad as Restraint.
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“Fine, whatever,” he groused when, despite it all, Declan still only wound up at a different version of his earlier conclusion. “You won’t say it, Reason won’t say it, and I just gave it my best shot. Clearly none of us are getting anything we want.”
But without elaborating on what ‘it’ might actually be, Desire just started walking again, muttering something about as bad as Restraint.