His mouth opened then snapped shut, the muscles in his jaws flexing with tension. He didn't want to hear one more word out of Richie. The last thing his incredibly self-absorbed brother should have done was make another dig at him.
Seth opened his mouth again when Kate called his name, getting his attention and derailing his wrath just enough to catch what his brother just threw at him in front of her. Great. His mouth snapped shut once more before his head rotated to work out some tension before finally spitting back.
There was a sarcastic smile on his face as he addressed his brother, "As much as I'd LOVE to fucking see you on all fours, Brother--maybe show some GODDAMN penance for your backstabbing bullshit--I thought you'd have some fucking sense to cover up top where our shadows don't reach?!"
He didn't miss Kate's gasp at his method of getting Richard another frock. The way things stood, he expected to continually disappoint her. Seth glossed over all of it. He simmered back while avoiding eye-contact with anyone but Richie who he continued glaring at. Until Kate posed a question to his brother that he (Seth) hadn't already asked.
"If he does, it ain't comin' from you, Princess!" he barked before moving forward and knocking out two more men. Seth moved on instincts, not caring how much bigger the guys were than him. They had obstacles in their path and he'd do what needed to be done. With eyes panning around, he slipped into a pair of sandals nearby that fit. "Now can we figure this shit out and get the fuck out of here?!"
How he kept on was the biggest indication that Seth did repeat what Kate said. He not only used her words but stood behind them. The two could continue to hate him in their own ways but it wouldn't change who he was and continue to be--the one who made the tough calls.
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Seth opened his mouth again when Kate called his name, getting his attention and derailing his wrath just enough to catch what his brother just threw at him in front of her. Great. His mouth snapped shut once more before his head rotated to work out some tension before finally spitting back.
There was a sarcastic smile on his face as he addressed his brother, "As much as I'd LOVE to fucking see you on all fours, Brother--maybe show some GODDAMN penance for your backstabbing bullshit--I thought you'd have some fucking sense to cover up top where our shadows don't reach?!"
He didn't miss Kate's gasp at his method of getting Richard another frock. The way things stood, he expected to continually disappoint her. Seth glossed over all of it. He simmered back while avoiding eye-contact with anyone but Richie who he continued glaring at. Until Kate posed a question to his brother that he (Seth) hadn't already asked.
"If he does, it ain't comin' from you, Princess!" he barked before moving forward and knocking out two more men. Seth moved on instincts, not caring how much bigger the guys were than him. They had obstacles in their path and he'd do what needed to be done. With eyes panning around, he slipped into a pair of sandals nearby that fit. "Now can we figure this shit out and get the fuck out of here?!"
How he kept on was the biggest indication that Seth did repeat what Kate said. He not only used her words but stood behind them. The two could continue to hate him in their own ways but it wouldn't change who he was and continue to be--the one who made the tough calls.