[If everything was fake, then... "at my most disgusting" had to be real, right? The part of him that was cruel, that didn't trust anyone, and told Idia in no uncertain terms that if he jumped through the hoops presented he might get a treat. Or he might not. He doesn't know. He doesn't understand.]
[He moves the shard slightly, seeing if he can get through the fabric-]
[Despite his intent to hurt, to scar, he doesn't want to push down very hard into Cater's actual skin. He reaches up, hooks his finger under the neckline, and pulls in tandem with the force applied by the shard of glass. That's enough to tear the cheap fabric of the university shirt.]
[Although seeing the skin exposed does take a moment to recover from.]
[You know, threatening to die in front of a classmate or to make them with a shard of glass was one thing but, s- stripping them...]
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[He moves the shard slightly, seeing if he can get through the fabric-]
[Despite his intent to hurt, to scar, he doesn't want to push down very hard into Cater's actual skin. He reaches up, hooks his finger under the neckline, and pulls in tandem with the force applied by the shard of glass. That's enough to tear the cheap fabric of the university shirt.]
[Although seeing the skin exposed does take a moment to recover from.]
[You know, threatening to die in front of a classmate or to make them with a shard of glass was one thing but, s- stripping them...]