Chances are, it won't. The superhero business is one in which everybody dies, even the guy called The Immortal, for cryin' out loud. Rex knows that he's dead meat, as he's been skirting the possibility of going down early by keeping his head down and putting in as little effort as (super)humanly possible, letting his other more dedicated teammates do all the work.]
Mhm.
[Rex looks the other man up and down, squinting. Clearly, he doesn't buy it.]
Riiiigght.
Because man-sluttiness is sooo TOTALLY all-about secrecy.
[It's uncomfortable being vulnerable in front of a stranger. He should walk away from this interaction feeling grateful, but the hateful, spiteful part of him doesn't want to.]
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Chances are, it won't. The superhero business is one in which everybody dies, even the guy called The Immortal, for cryin' out loud. Rex knows that he's dead meat, as he's been skirting the possibility of going down early by keeping his head down and putting in as little effort as (super)humanly possible, letting his other more dedicated teammates do all the work.]
Mhm.
[Rex looks the other man up and down, squinting. Clearly, he doesn't buy it.]
Riiiigght.
Because man-sluttiness is sooo TOTALLY all-about secrecy.
[It's uncomfortable being vulnerable in front of a stranger. He should walk away from this interaction feeling grateful, but the hateful, spiteful part of him doesn't want to.]
You're on thin ice, pal.
Remember that.