Of course Sinclair is, and were the situations reversed, Jason would do the same. Jason would put his foot to the man's back and hold him down and take his money and then turn him in anyway, for nothing but the petty, fleeting satisfaction of it.
He blows a smoke ring at the ceiling and transmutes all those nerves into anger. The alchemy comes so easily to him. It has since adolescence, turning anything that hurts into something that moves outwards.
"Alright. Cuff me right now." Jason holds his wrists out. "Ruin Swann's life. Since your feelings for her aren't a 'verifiable fact'."
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Of course Sinclair is, and were the situations reversed, Jason would do the same. Jason would put his foot to the man's back and hold him down and take his money and then turn him in anyway, for nothing but the petty, fleeting satisfaction of it.
He blows a smoke ring at the ceiling and transmutes all those nerves into anger. The alchemy comes so easily to him. It has since adolescence, turning anything that hurts into something that moves outwards.
"Alright. Cuff me right now." Jason holds his wrists out. "Ruin Swann's life. Since your feelings for her aren't a 'verifiable fact'."