[and there is - as there always is, he knows he's walking right into it - the spark of anger, of hatred, that sets him off. ever the predictable one. the hand on her shirt skims across her arm, along her collarbone, and closes around her throat; it's not tight enough to cut off her breathing, not hardly.]

I could snap your fuckin' neck, right here. Right now.

[he shouldn't use his powers, ever. it's too dangerous. but nonetheless, the hope in their fifteen foot bubble starts to drop.]

But since you got such a obwious issue paternally - not too outta line, considerin' how much Norm didn't like you and Zee ended up abandonin' the fuck outta you, though Norm did that too - I can't say I'm too angry.