[ That makes Angelo raise an eyebrow, looking over at Hickey's profile in the dark, a futile attempt to turn the tables and read him instead. There is nobody in the world who knows more about Angelo than Hickey does. Even Frontal might not have known as many details about his biography - sharing such information with words hadn't been necessary then. It hadn't been necessary with Hickey either, but Angelo still did it, because it was nice to share on his own terms rather than through horrible magical photographs.

If that isn't enough to read him, even when he so often is overtaken and steered by his emotions, then maybe nothing is. That's a satisfying thought, at least. Now that Frontal is gone, nobody gets to touch his soul. And Hickey... maybe Hickey won't get bored too quickly.

Though just as likely, Hickey is just lying to get him to speak plainly. It is a subject they've been dancing around for two days after all. He should affirm that he's not regretting his choices, at least. ]

If your attention were to wander too far, I definitely wouldn't appreciate it. And you know I don't hide my displeasure.