Left hanging, Hollywood immediately motions to mask lingering feelings of disappointment behind a forced smile, as beads of sweat coat his brow following the other’s words. He could talk up a good fight – it came part and parcel with his position as M.A.Y.H.E.M.’s PR man, after all, but he was not made of steel. Stone knew his limitations all too well.
“Hey now, don’t be like that. You act as if you don’t want to revel in any of the glory we’ve achieved here today.” Slowly, his raised hand is lowered, the gesture taking an eternity to complete. “Why, what would you rather be doing instead?”
❝ the glory is yours to HAVE. not mine. ❞ that was one way to put things, not the best, but not the entirely the WORST either. ky’lar was willing to give the credit to the other for the simple reason he DIDN’T care for it. nor, would he ever want such a thing —- it was nothing anyone else could have DONE.. so why did he need to take the credit?
❝ if i had a choice, i would be LONG gone, and you? well, maybe i’d drink away the memory… either way? i can name off THOUSANDS of things i could be doing instead of this. ❞

