"Congratulations." Though Tom smiles enough to deepen his eyes into crow's feet, there is no warmth in his face. His eyes are like ice and his smile like a canyon carved into his lips, handsome yet forbidding, with the hint of teeth like whitecap rapids.
He tempers his annoyance by remembering how a single blow dropped Alex like a sack of flour. How easy it was to undo the tin soldier.
"Unfortunately, as you likely understand already, you hardly have permission to arrest me, as I've done nothing but obey the laws of this fine city." He gets up out of his chair, cracking his neck as he does so, and walks across to his new bonsai tree. As irate as he was to lose the first, he's adapted by taking his tree to his bedroom when he isn't out here to watch it. He takes the pair of comically tiny scissors fixed to the side of the pot and trims a stray leaf idly.
"In fact, the city encourages me to undergo the actions I took in the Arena. You'll find that the actions of Tributes in the Games are exonerated by legal procedure upon our release from the match."
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He tempers his annoyance by remembering how a single blow dropped Alex like a sack of flour. How easy it was to undo the tin soldier.
"Unfortunately, as you likely understand already, you hardly have permission to arrest me, as I've done nothing but obey the laws of this fine city." He gets up out of his chair, cracking his neck as he does so, and walks across to his new bonsai tree. As irate as he was to lose the first, he's adapted by taking his tree to his bedroom when he isn't out here to watch it. He takes the pair of comically tiny scissors fixed to the side of the pot and trims a stray leaf idly.
"In fact, the city encourages me to undergo the actions I took in the Arena. You'll find that the actions of Tributes in the Games are exonerated by legal procedure upon our release from the match."