[Slevin has never been a humble man; he's not sure he knows how. He grew from a sharp-witted boy into a sharp-witted man, and he hasn't looked back, hasn't considered reining himself in for anyone else but himself since his parents died.
Which is why he doesn't realize what's happened until she's hanging it up and he's still pissed, but he doesn't try to open the connection again immediately. No, that comes several hours later when he's much calmer, still in his room though it's dark now, lit only by the starlight and moon from outside the window. He's lounging in an armchair, chewing on an unlit cigarette, and the fire from earlier is gone when he tries again.]
I'm sorry, Iris. I meant it when I said I wasn't trying to be an asshole.
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Which is why he doesn't realize what's happened until she's hanging it up and he's still pissed, but he doesn't try to open the connection again immediately. No, that comes several hours later when he's much calmer, still in his room though it's dark now, lit only by the starlight and moon from outside the window. He's lounging in an armchair, chewing on an unlit cigarette, and the fire from earlier is gone when he tries again.]
I'm sorry, Iris. I meant it when I said I wasn't trying to be an asshole.
It's just what I am, sometimes.