[What she was saying stung. Though, Ban fell bad on his usual reserves when he was cornered--his lips twisting into an unwholesome sneer when he realized he was seen through.
He wouldn't tolerate that sort of praise, even if it was mild. He wasn't someone who prided himself on good qualities--rather, he prioritized torturing himself about his worst qualities. Alice saying that much to him was something he couldn't forgive.
So, the bottle in his hand was thrown down, shattering on a thick beam in the roof he stood on.]
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He wouldn't tolerate that sort of praise, even if it was mild. He wasn't someone who prided himself on good qualities--rather, he prioritized torturing himself about his worst qualities. Alice saying that much to him was something he couldn't forgive.
So, the bottle in his hand was thrown down, shattering on a thick beam in the roof he stood on.]
Oi, bitch. Say another word and I'll kill ya'~.