John's words, and his tone, are more of a slap in the face than the actual hand that hit Arthur's actual cheek.
"You piece of shit," he chokes out.
Useless to him? Is that right? Is that it? After every fucking thing they went through together. John's apparent compassion for the wraith; the way he really, really did seem to have found a new way to look at the world after the hospital. John's repeated insistence that he wasn't taking over Arthur's body by choice. John describing the streets of the city for him, unprompted, long before he was even John. After Arthur trusted him and listened to him and gave him second chance after second chance after second chance, his only use to John really was, as he feared, as a body to carve pieces off one by one?
"You think you had me fooled for a fucking second with y-y-your humanity bullshit?"
(He did. He really really did.)
"Your reassurances? Your fake fucking story about the nurse?"
Arthur's own grip is as tight as it was before, but for a moment, he can't seem to find the strength to lash out physically. Words are doing just fine, though.
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"You piece of shit," he chokes out.
Useless to him? Is that right? Is that it? After every fucking thing they went through together. John's apparent compassion for the wraith; the way he really, really did seem to have found a new way to look at the world after the hospital. John's repeated insistence that he wasn't taking over Arthur's body by choice. John describing the streets of the city for him, unprompted, long before he was even John. After Arthur trusted him and listened to him and gave him second chance after second chance after second chance, his only use to John really was, as he feared, as a body to carve pieces off one by one?
"You think you had me fooled for a fucking second with y-y-your humanity bullshit?"
(He did. He really really did.)
"Your reassurances? Your fake fucking story about the nurse?"
Arthur's own grip is as tight as it was before, but for a moment, he can't seem to find the strength to lash out physically. Words are doing just fine, though.