I don't want that any more than you do-!

[he wanted an easy fucking death, that's all, of course he gets this.

but as taako circles, huaisang watches him. he's not a first-moves type either, clutching the pen close despite how much he hates this, shifting a little closer but not moving in fully. still evaluating, more than anything, his brow knit.]

It really couldn't have been someone who could manage it, that'd be too easy on us both.