[he looks at him, impassive. and slowly, slowly lets out a breath. he can recognize what Griffin was trying to prevent, but also he feels like his own feelings are turned off in some way. like he's thinking through water.

he doesn't recognize it.

and he doesn't like it.]

So what if I do?

You're so pissed at me, you worried that you're gonna go full mutt? How's that any good for you?

[his tone is still calm and level, devoid of any emotion.]