#SO JAZZED YOU PICKED HIM UP i've always wanted to throw my disaster at him

[rotinthedark]

... Well, that doesn't give him anything to work with.

Maybe it was his conditioning that he expects confrontation and altercations. It's certainly what he's used to. Demetrius, Lewis, Pierre sometimes -- they were expected, so he always knew what to snap back with. Like an instinct, like breathing air. It came to him without a thought.

Anger is easy. This is just... jarring. Though, Harvey had never been the kind of guy to say one cross word about anyone, from what he's seen. Still, it left him off-balance. A need to be a snarky asshole left unfulfilled by a target not willing to play ball.

Tsk.

Sebastian tilts his head away, into the downwind breeze, and exhales his smoke. Brown eyes staring up at the tall doctor with a faint hint of a pout on his face. Sure, yeah, he knew the risks.

He just didn't care.

"... Nope, guess not."

harvey gives a sigh, harsher then he means to, but a sigh nonethe -less, " no, i'm not going to give you... crap, about it. i've already done so in the past, and you continue to do it. so, while i don't agree with it, for your health, i can't physically force you to do anything when outside the clinic. so, as long as you know the risks, then, well... " a beat, " do you need anything else, sebastian? " // @rotinthedark .