[Kurt is snarling enough for the both of them, his pointed fangs glinting in what little light remains as his lips curl back. He's as furious at himself as he is the Sheol, enraged that he refused to acknowledge the truth until the (fifth?) time it was laid starkly out before him. If he'd ignored something like that on the battlefield he'd have gotten his entire crew killed, and all because the words came from a friend's mouth.
(Hadn't he learned his lesson with Bobby, with Logan?)
A growl slips through his teeth, the Sheol's display of passivity fanning his anger. In the moment he feels condescended to on top of betrayed, and it nearly makes him see red.] Fight back, you son of a bitch. [The slur is punctuated by Kurt jerking a knee up with intent to drive it into the Sheol's gut, hard.]
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(Hadn't he learned his lesson with Bobby, with Logan?)
A growl slips through his teeth, the Sheol's display of passivity fanning his anger. In the moment he feels condescended to on top of betrayed, and it nearly makes him see red.] Fight back, you son of a bitch. [The slur is punctuated by Kurt jerking a knee up with intent to drive it into the Sheol's gut, hard.]