[ Kaidan was a military man. he was a military man who was used to fighting biotics -- and now Reapers. He side-stepped quickly, an impromptu dodge that left him rolling to the side on the ground before he stood again, and approached a little slower. On his face wasn't that patient "teacher expression" he'd been wearing for the past thirty minutes or so.
No, now he just looked plain worried.
He knew what that felt like. Kaidan's weakness was his heart. Oh, he could set it aside on the battlefield, but this wasn't the battlefield. This was a demonstration and Tetsuo, who was just a confused kid with anger problems. Kaidan honestly felt bad for him, and the strain on his face was a familiar look.
He'd seen that, before, after all. He'd worn it enough, and gritted his teeth through plenty of piercing migraines. But that shouldn't mean Tetsuo should have to. Kaidan had chosen his life in the military, after all. ]
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No, now he just looked plain worried.
He knew what that felt like. Kaidan's weakness was his heart. Oh, he could set it aside on the battlefield, but this wasn't the battlefield. This was a demonstration and Tetsuo, who was just a confused kid with anger problems. Kaidan honestly felt bad for him, and the strain on his face was a familiar look.
He'd seen that, before, after all. He'd worn it enough, and gritted his teeth through plenty of piercing migraines. But that shouldn't mean Tetsuo should have to. Kaidan had chosen his life in the military, after all. ]