[When he explains it like that, Jason really does have a point.
Asher watches the man they're holding captive now, staring the barrel of Jason's gun down. He's not used to paying such close attention to people who aren't the object of his romantic pursuits, but with this much distance between this place and home, it's hard not to.]
What if you kill him and his buddies come after us?
[Uttered darkly, after a beat or two.
Jason's bitterness is greater than any Asher has ever seen, resentment and darkness brimming from the very way he carries himself. There's something tight about it, wrapped up in that sneer, in the blue eyes that should be bright but only look empty.]
What about you?
[Mentioned to the bandit.]
Do you feel like dying today?
[Asher isn't one to stick up for criminals or thugs, not if their way of life affects the innocent. Living a privileged life, much less one under a judge whose morality seemed staunch and immovable, has given the 1L a narrow outlook.
His wounds may have healed, but he remembers being attacked in the bar just a few days ago by a group of hooligans much like this one, and he's feeling particularly spiteful.]
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[When he explains it like that, Jason really does have a point.
Asher watches the man they're holding captive now, staring the barrel of Jason's gun down. He's not used to paying such close attention to people who aren't the object of his romantic pursuits, but with this much distance between this place and home, it's hard not to.]
What if you kill him and his buddies come after us?
[Uttered darkly, after a beat or two.
Jason's bitterness is greater than any Asher has ever seen, resentment and darkness brimming from the very way he carries himself. There's something tight about it, wrapped up in that sneer, in the blue eyes that should be bright but only look empty.]
What about you?
[Mentioned to the bandit.]
Do you feel like dying today?
[Asher isn't one to stick up for criminals or thugs, not if their way of life affects the innocent. Living a privileged life, much less one under a judge whose morality seemed staunch and immovable, has given the 1L a narrow outlook.
His wounds may have healed, but he remembers being attacked in the bar just a few days ago by a group of hooligans much like this one, and he's feeling particularly spiteful.]