[Control is vital. It disgusted him, how incapable he was of doing anything about that fury at someone or something having the audacity to use him and his brother as experimental subjects. Impotent rage, but rage nonetheless, and he maintains a tight grip on it. Calm is required, when his chances of success were laughably near zero.
A slow breath follows, and the brief tightening of both fists, skin pulling taut over white knuckles. As he is, he can do nothing.]
Is there anything else I should know?
[Forced calm. Forced control. The roar of the waves was less soothing, now.]
[Actions]
A slow breath follows, and the brief tightening of both fists, skin pulling taut over white knuckles. As he is, he can do nothing.]
Is there anything else I should know?
[Forced calm. Forced control. The roar of the waves was less soothing, now.]