[ He frowns more, trying not to flinch again as it becomes more and more apparent how upset his partner is. What he's saying makes absolutely no sense and he can't begin to explain any of it. He just knows what he knows, what he's experienced.
He feels his chest tighten at what he's told. That Malvo killed him. The pain he experienced across his throat before waking up here... He resists the urge to reach up and touch his neck. He knows he's alive. He knows his throat wasn't slit. But he also sees how firmly Wes had believed him... Anger burns in his stomach before twisting into hurt and he snaps verbally, loudly, where the other man can see even if he can't hear it. ]
Hey!
[ He holds his own hands up, both of them taking on short, angry movements in turn. ]
Do you really think I would just leave you for five years?! After everything--you think I would ever do that you? That I would choose to?
[ He has no fucking idea what is going on but he does know that is something he would never, ever do to Wes. ]
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He feels his chest tighten at what he's told. That Malvo killed him. The pain he experienced across his throat before waking up here... He resists the urge to reach up and touch his neck. He knows he's alive. He knows his throat wasn't slit. But he also sees how firmly Wes had believed him... Anger burns in his stomach before twisting into hurt and he snaps verbally, loudly, where the other man can see even if he can't hear it. ]
Hey!
[ He holds his own hands up, both of them taking on short, angry movements in turn. ]
Do you really think I would just leave you for five years?! After everything--you think I would ever do that you? That I would choose to?
[ He has no fucking idea what is going on but he does know that is something he would never, ever do to Wes. ]