Because it must have felt like he was mindfucking himself… it was wholly satisfying. I didn’t tell him about you, but he’s bound to find out. It’s not like the information about those present is hidden. [ he sags against him, closing his eyes, because he’s got a massive headache from breaking so many eggs. ] How should we do this… he’s definitely upset about being lied to. I don’t mind taking all that heat, so you can start off on the right foot. Or at least try.