He didn't like that. He didn't like the way she spoke to him. To him, it was a challenge and he was primed to meet it.
He stalked forward suddenly, swiftly closing the gap Aerith had carefully left between them, and engaged Aerith at an uncomfortably close range. It was a deliberate and purposeful maneuver that left her no personal space and, if she tried to step backwards away from him, he matched it with a step forward until there was nowhere left to go.
Pinning her, essentially, much like her white-coated assailants. Though he did not, for the moment, touch her. He used his presence instead to hound her.
"Oh, I remember."
His expression matched his tone: cold and harsh, the glint of sharpened steel in his eye and the hard edge lining his mouth. There was a spark, too, like the beginnings of a crescendo at the fringes of a musical piece waiting patiently for the right moment to hit for the remaining instruments to join in final swell.
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He stalked forward suddenly, swiftly closing the gap Aerith had carefully left between them, and engaged Aerith at an uncomfortably close range. It was a deliberate and purposeful maneuver that left her no personal space and, if she tried to step backwards away from him, he matched it with a step forward until there was nowhere left to go.
Pinning her, essentially, much like her white-coated assailants. Though he did not, for the moment, touch her. He used his presence instead to hound her.
"Oh, I remember."
His expression matched his tone: cold and harsh, the glint of sharpened steel in his eye and the hard edge lining his mouth. There was a spark, too, like the beginnings of a crescendo at the fringes of a musical piece waiting patiently for the right moment to hit for the remaining instruments to join in final swell.