[Jason's fingers are around his knife in a second, knuckles white from how hard he's holding it. But he doesn't move, doesn't pull away, simply lets Loki do his thing. Because he's just tired of a conversation that runs in circles, he's tired of repeating himself over and over. He knows he's being stubborn, he's fully aware. But it's like a rock rolling down the hill, he's pretty much unable to stop himself from lashing out.
It's the eyes that do it, for Jason. Having those green eyes piercing into him again, his face so close if he would just lean in. He wants to look away, look anywhere else but he maintains eye contact.]
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It's the eyes that do it, for Jason. Having those green eyes piercing into him again, his face so close if he would just lean in. He wants to look away, look anywhere else but he maintains eye contact.]
I'm looking.