[There's a lot of things wrong with what Sampo's saying. There's something off- there's a lot of somethings off about what he's saying. There's so many things off about what Sampo's saying that Gepard doesn't know where to begin. It's like a whole constellation of stars spread out in the sky, laid out just for him, and each twinkling point of light is Something Sampo Koski Said Which Is Very Wrong.
And the worst part is that he should leave it alone. He should just ignore Sampo and keep on walking - resolute and determined - like the captain he once was and march into the cafe the same way he once charged into danger. Gepard knows this. He'd be an idiot to challenge him. Challenging Sampo had never gone well. Ever.
But he's an idiot. He holds onto Sampo's arm with his free hand, like he's poised to pull him off or force him away- Gepard doesn't. He just holds him where he is, right by his side, and looks at his face again and thinks, not for the first time, that it's a stupidly handsome face he might have once liked. It's unfair.
It's really unfair. All of this is unfair. He doesn't care how this looks. Damn how it looks. He's mad and he doesn't know who he hates more: Sampo, or himself.]
You make it sound like you've wanted to give me a hug for quite some time, Koski. [That can't be right.]
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And the worst part is that he should leave it alone. He should just ignore Sampo and keep on walking - resolute and determined - like the captain he once was and march into the cafe the same way he once charged into danger. Gepard knows this. He'd be an idiot to challenge him. Challenging Sampo had never gone well. Ever.
But he's an idiot. He holds onto Sampo's arm with his free hand, like he's poised to pull him off or force him away- Gepard doesn't. He just holds him where he is, right by his side, and looks at his face again and thinks, not for the first time, that it's a stupidly handsome face he might have once liked. It's unfair.
It's really unfair. All of this is unfair. He doesn't care how this looks. Damn how it looks. He's mad and he doesn't know who he hates more: Sampo, or himself.]
You make it sound like you've wanted to give me a hug for quite some time, Koski. [That can't be right.]