Sh— [ —it. He cuts the thought off midway, keeping quiet as the cool edge of the knife trickles over his stomach. If his muscles weren't already tense from being strung up for so long, that would've done the trick.
Predictably, Peter has no idea what the hell Metzger's saying. And yet, somehow, this still isn't the least comfortable situation he's ever been in, so any signs of impending panic are kept to a minimum. His heartbeat ticks up a few paces and a more serious expression flickers over his face, just for one intake of breath. Then the tells are gone, eyebrows raising and features shifting back to appeasing and just shy of whimsical. Enthusiastically: ]
i knew this icon would have its day
Predictably, Peter has no idea what the hell Metzger's saying. And yet, somehow, this still isn't the least comfortable situation he's ever been in, so any signs of impending panic are kept to a minimum. His heartbeat ticks up a few paces and a more serious expression flickers over his face, just for one intake of breath. Then the tells are gone, eyebrows raising and features shifting back to appeasing and just shy of whimsical. Enthusiastically: ]
Yeah, exactly. What he said.
[ THANKS, CAGE. ]