When he'd seen Rita refuse to give way, Kratos's eyes had narrowed. If she would not unhand him, he would have no qualms in erasing her as a threat. Never mind that the fork was blunted; he would find a way.
The nurse's voice acted as a wake-up call, reminding him of what awaited him if he crossed the proverbial line. As soon as she had finished admonishing them both, Kratos blinked and seemed to shake something out of his system. He opened his hand and let the fork drop back onto Raine's plate before lowering his arm stiffly back to his side. "Very well."
He sat back down woodenly in the chair next to Raine. "We're fine," he said, glancing back at the nurse and orderlies waiting expectantly behind them. Then, he turned to Raine.
"And they were so important that they required me to be on exhibition?" Kratos snapped, still trying to keep his tone as even as possible. Even so, his expression matched Raine's for cold, controlled anger.
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The nurse's voice acted as a wake-up call, reminding him of what awaited him if he crossed the proverbial line. As soon as she had finished admonishing them both, Kratos blinked and seemed to shake something out of his system. He opened his hand and let the fork drop back onto Raine's plate before lowering his arm stiffly back to his side. "Very well."
He sat back down woodenly in the chair next to Raine. "We're fine," he said, glancing back at the nurse and orderlies waiting expectantly behind them. Then, he turned to Raine.
"And they were so important that they required me to be on exhibition?" Kratos snapped, still trying to keep his tone as even as possible. Even so, his expression matched Raine's for cold, controlled anger.