[Father. It stills him more than any wave of pain ever could. The contented note rang pure, untouched by the muddy cacophony of internal conflict. His son.
It was not that he couldn't feel the horror. It wasn't that he couldn't make his own guess to where the defiance came from and why. He'd seen the same on Koudelka's face and knew every last bitter root of it.
His eyes fell pointedly on Miles' collar, and he drew himself up, hands clasps behind his own back as if he was above the agony of it.]
I have no doubt you bear it well. I've seen how much you tolerate without a sign.
[Now that he's looking, now that that damning, enfeebling rage had left, there's lines around Miles' eyes, around his mouth.]
Thirty minutes. [Enough time for this magical med tech to arrive and see the injury through. The injury he gave to his own son, regardless of how Miles thinks of him.] Allow me an apology, please.
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It was not that he couldn't feel the horror. It wasn't that he couldn't make his own guess to where the defiance came from and why. He'd seen the same on Koudelka's face and knew every last bitter root of it.
His eyes fell pointedly on Miles' collar, and he drew himself up, hands clasps behind his own back as if he was above the agony of it.]
I have no doubt you bear it well. I've seen how much you tolerate without a sign.
[Now that he's looking, now that that damning, enfeebling rage had left, there's lines around Miles' eyes, around his mouth.]
Thirty minutes. [Enough time for this magical med tech to arrive and see the injury through. The injury he gave to his own son, regardless of how Miles thinks of him.] Allow me an apology, please.