Ignoring the cigarette, he ignited the lighter the way he saw Nill do it. The fire burned bright to his nocturnal eyes. A searing, destructive flame of hope. Psii was smart, but he was also a live wire, stripped of his stoic defenses by what surrounded them tonight.
His smile cracked like glass. It was too sharp, too steely, and too shaky. After all he and his friends had been through on Alternia, all they would go through in their futures whether there or here.... The Capitolites who set up these decorations and enjoyed them were making a mockery of it all. It cut deep into Psii's worst wounds. They had succeeded.
But so would he.
He spun silently on his heel and, in the way infuriatingly tall people do, he quickly crossed the few steps it took to reach the nearest bolt of decorative fabric. He splashed his entire drink onto it and thrust the lighter at it without hesitation.
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His smile cracked like glass. It was too sharp, too steely, and too shaky. After all he and his friends had been through on Alternia, all they would go through in their futures whether there or here.... The Capitolites who set up these decorations and enjoyed them were making a mockery of it all. It cut deep into Psii's worst wounds. They had succeeded.
But so would he.
He spun silently on his heel and, in the way infuriatingly tall people do, he quickly crossed the few steps it took to reach the nearest bolt of decorative fabric. He splashed his entire drink onto it and thrust the lighter at it without hesitation.