[Those eyes narrow a fraction further at the accusatory statement, except now there's confusion warring with the anger over repeated rebuttals. Julian... Already knew that he was no longer dead. Had he finally take a few too many knocks to the head here and forgotten that? Or maybe he was already drunk?
No. They've both seen each other intoxicated more than enough times for Lucio to know the signs from a mile away; the redhead is sober and that makes this... Odd.]
Well do I look dead to you? [As if daring the man to say yes he takes a step closer, grip not letting up.]
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No. They've both seen each other intoxicated more than enough times for Lucio to know the signs from a mile away; the redhead is sober and that makes this... Odd.]
Well do I look dead to you? [As if daring the man to say yes he takes a step closer, grip not letting up.]