Hughes had been keeping a level head, keeping himself relatively grounded - stiff and clearly on the defensive, but calm and in control of himself. But now? Now, as the sin continued to speak, dropped all pretenses, showed his true colors... now Hughes was beginning to lose his temper.
He had shifted much of the blame onto Dante, after seeing the woman himself, seeing what a twisted excuse for a human being she really was. And despite intelligence and a logical mind, Maes was human and wanted to place blame. Envy, by sheer reason on non-proximity, had been more or less forgotten.
Not anymore. Not now. Hughes' face tightened, as did his fists. He remembered all too clearly that night - for him, it had happened but a few weeks ago. What that bastard did, how he did it...
And that the sin would have the audacity to speak of his family! It made his stomach twist in a way that told him brunch was most definitely over for him. He clenched his teeth together tightly, his body rigid as he fought to remain in his seat.
It wasn't that Hughes believed anything Envy was saying - he didn't believe in hell, and if he did, he knew it wouldn't be this place. This place was run by humans, not demons. But it didn't matter. He didn't care about much of what Envy said, except the parts that pertained to him.
He was seeing red by the time the sin finally shut up.
"You shut the hell up and you get the hell away from us. Now." Before Maes lost his temper and tried to throttle the son of a bitch right over the breakfast table.
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Hughes had been keeping a level head, keeping himself relatively grounded - stiff and clearly on the defensive, but calm and in control of himself. But now? Now, as the sin continued to speak, dropped all pretenses, showed his true colors... now Hughes was beginning to lose his temper.
He had shifted much of the blame onto Dante, after seeing the woman himself, seeing what a twisted excuse for a human being she really was. And despite intelligence and a logical mind, Maes was human and wanted to place blame. Envy, by sheer reason on non-proximity, had been more or less forgotten.
Not anymore. Not now. Hughes' face tightened, as did his fists. He remembered all too clearly that night - for him, it had happened but a few weeks ago. What that bastard did, how he did it...
And that the sin would have the audacity to speak of his family! It made his stomach twist in a way that told him brunch was most definitely over for him. He clenched his teeth together tightly, his body rigid as he fought to remain in his seat.
It wasn't that Hughes believed anything Envy was saying - he didn't believe in hell, and if he did, he knew it wouldn't be this place. This place was run by humans, not demons. But it didn't matter. He didn't care about much of what Envy said, except the parts that pertained to him.
He was seeing red by the time the sin finally shut up.
"You shut the hell up and you get the hell away from us. Now." Before Maes lost his temper and tried to throttle the son of a bitch right over the breakfast table.