Eddie smiled all the while, his smirk deepening at the insults and insinuations. And still, through all those silent lip quirks, he refused to offer Eridan a light.
He was done playing the Prometheus role.
"I already have friends," he said. Edward was still a manipulator, and he had always known Eridan to embody envy. "I had the most effective Intelligence network, before -- before my capture. Don't you think I took pains to ensure it would continue without me?" Two fingers extended, lifting up Eridan's chin. "No writhing snake without it's head."
The bait cast.
"I'm involved with them. My Network."
Not to the extent he had been, when Eddie built his espionage group from the grass. But he was involved, defiantly, even if under the vigilant eye of Max Gibson.
no subject
He was done playing the Prometheus role.
"I already have friends," he said. Edward was still a manipulator, and he had always known Eridan to embody envy. "I had the most effective Intelligence network, before -- before my capture. Don't you think I took pains to ensure it would continue without me?" Two fingers extended, lifting up Eridan's chin. "No writhing snake without it's head."
The bait cast.
"I'm involved with them. My Network."
Not to the extent he had been, when Eddie built his espionage group from the grass. But he was involved, defiantly, even if under the vigilant eye of Max Gibson.
"They haven't forsaken me."