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Not really? That was not the answer he had been expecting. Midar generally felt like he wanted to live, but mostly because he wouldn't ever want to give anyone the satisfaction of killing him. That's a shame, he said, his voice calm despite the growing anger in his chest. Perhaps I should leave you to it, then. He got to his feet, violet gaze piercing and angry. No sense in wasting my time if you're just going to go off and die doing something stupid. He didn't turn away just yet, giving Alarian one more chance to get his ass up and stop acting ridiculous. He didn't like that the other man had the power to get under his skin like this. How had gotten so attached already? It was confusing, and he could feel his temper slipping from his control.