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"Do you want to make a deal with the devil?" Benny asked, one hand - the bad one - in the pocket of his jacket as Atticus moved towards him. He'd rather not interact with the other at all, but sometimes life didn't leave him any choices. He bit the inside of his lip and watched the other carefully. "Or are you here to be a fucking nuisance?"
He hadn't been able to keep his hairs stand on end as the other appeared, hadn't been able to keep his composure. Not when he felt like he might not just be overpowered, but also forced to go right back to the hospital if he angered the other enough. He'd already been in that week, and he was certain the pain was just waiting around the corner.
"Because I have better things to do than to entertain you."















