Says the guy who spent a month in a fucking ditch, unconscious!
[And came home with a worm in his shoulder that one time, that too.
His irritation with Dante's constant masking is boiling over into his own insecurities and fears, worries about his inability to protect those who are important to him. He can't protect Dante if the moron is out getting his ass beat and then lying about it.
He takes the jacket over to the kitchen, thinking he'll rinse it in the sink. Then he thinks better of it, and ends up hovering there with it in his hands.]
Just stay on topic, will you? Why can't you ever just tell me the truth? I'm not a little kid who needs to be shielded from everything. I'm basically your partner, aren't I?
I wouldn't get so pissed or worried if I trusted you to just-- tell me things!
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[And came home with a worm in his shoulder that one time, that too.
His irritation with Dante's constant masking is boiling over into his own insecurities and fears, worries about his inability to protect those who are important to him. He can't protect Dante if the moron is out getting his ass beat and then lying about it.
He takes the jacket over to the kitchen, thinking he'll rinse it in the sink. Then he thinks better of it, and ends up hovering there with it in his hands.]
Just stay on topic, will you? Why can't you ever just tell me the truth? I'm not a little kid who needs to be shielded from everything. I'm basically your partner, aren't I?
I wouldn't get so pissed or worried if I trusted you to just-- tell me things!