[He says, with some muted annoyance. Just hit him. Why not. He's tired, and be can imagine how tired and in pain Sakyou is. He'll allow him this.]
[But this reaction...just how deep does the self-loathing go? Its a shock to Mandricardo, who thought he was the one to be Mr. Self Hatred around here. He speaks up again, trying to keep his voice level.]
...Tell me what happened. At least...tell me that. [And a beat.] Bradley told me he saw me...wherever he was. If I was there, and did somethin' to you...I'm sorry. It wasn't me, but...
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[He says, with some muted annoyance. Just hit him. Why not. He's tired, and be can imagine how tired and in pain Sakyou is. He'll allow him this.]
[But this reaction...just how deep does the self-loathing go? Its a shock to Mandricardo, who thought he was the one to be Mr. Self Hatred around here. He speaks up again, trying to keep his voice level.]
...Tell me what happened. At least...tell me that. [And a beat.] Bradley told me he saw me...wherever he was. If I was there, and did somethin' to you...I'm sorry. It wasn't me, but...
[It feels like he has to apologize, somehow.]