Mentioning May was either the best or the worst thing Beck could have done, and it's extremely clear from the way Norman looks as though he's been slapped that he's trying to decide which way the scales will tip.
In that moment, he faces the first true test of all the work he's been doing since June: whether or not to give in to the knee-jerk hair trigger of rage that accompanies his shame at being called out, or calmly receive what Beck's saying and accept, continue the conversation. A shudder crawls from the crown of his head down his spine and twists his stomach, and his fingers tighten around the strap of his bag.
Breathing hard, Norman knows what he should do. But here under Elias' influence? He also knows what he wants to do, and Beck is clearly heading for the caves, on the other side. His face twists in disgust, and Beck will likely think it's directed out at him, not inward.
"And you?" He says, deciding that if he shouldn't lash out with violence, words might be an alternative. "I didn't think you the type to go running to the Fog, either."
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14/11/22 15:34 (UTC)In that moment, he faces the first true test of all the work he's been doing since June: whether or not to give in to the knee-jerk hair trigger of rage that accompanies his shame at being called out, or calmly receive what Beck's saying and accept, continue the conversation. A shudder crawls from the crown of his head down his spine and twists his stomach, and his fingers tighten around the strap of his bag.
Breathing hard, Norman knows what he should do. But here under Elias' influence? He also knows what he wants to do, and Beck is clearly heading for the caves, on the other side. His face twists in disgust, and Beck will likely think it's directed out at him, not inward.
"And you?" He says, deciding that if he shouldn't lash out with violence, words might be an alternative. "I didn't think you the type to go running to the Fog, either."