the realization: wait, that was a really bad plan

[sirbeaumains]

Gareth has not quite reached the point of realizing that he is very, very stupid. Nor has he reached the point, since regaining consciousness but moments before, of wondering where he is or how he got there, or why he is not dead as according to his (very ill-advised-- but again, he has not reached that place) plan. No, upon waking, his attentions

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[illgotten]

Eventually even Clar has to go out for a bit, and it's then that Mordred turns up in the doorway, his eyes both darker and brighter than usual.

[sirbeaumains]

And he breaks off at once and falls silent once more.

[illgotten]

"I think you did." Still quietly. "--And you're right, of course. I would do exactly that... if someone killed you. No matter who it was."

[sirbeaumains]

"He didn't, though."

[illgotten]

"He damned well tried."

[sirbeaumains]

"I let him."

[illgotten]

"So? Because you're a fool, I should forgive him?"

[sirbeaumains]

"...yes?"

[illgotten]

"I don't think so," with the same cold irony.

[sirbeaumains]

"Why not? Don't I get a say in it?"

[illgotten]

"You had your say when you stood there and let some bastard gut you." Mordred straightens. "If you live, I won't kill him. And as soon as you can stand, I'll beat you senseless."

[sirbeaumains]

Eek. "I shall live, though. I'm fine."

[illgotten]

"Like hell." And he walks out.