[ Spoiler: no, it's not. But fortunately for Carlisle, and Anchor, and the multiverse, it's not going to be.
(Not today, at least.)
Up until now, his rage has been a self-sustaining reaction, feeding back into itself, a critical mass on the verge of meltdown. But Carlisle cowering away from him, begging for mercy, it's -
No. No, this - this is wrong.
That realization hits him like a bank of control rods. All the color drains from his face in an instant. His hands fall slack, and he stumbles back, stunned.
What have I done?
It's all wrong. His mind races faster than ever, but now with its barbs turned inward. He's your friend. He's shown you nothing but kindness, and this is how you repay him? Look! You're terrorizing the poor man! How could you? How dare you?! ]
I- I'm sorry.
[ There's no force to his voice anymore. He can barely croak out the apology, even as weak and meaningless as it is. ]
I don't know what - [ He takes another step back, his leg bumping the other chair. ] I didn't mean - I -
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(Not today, at least.)
Up until now, his rage has been a self-sustaining reaction, feeding back into itself, a critical mass on the verge of meltdown. But Carlisle cowering away from him, begging for mercy, it's -
No. No, this - this is wrong.
That realization hits him like a bank of control rods. All the color drains from his face in an instant. His hands fall slack, and he stumbles back, stunned.
What have I done?
It's all wrong. His mind races faster than ever, but now with its barbs turned inward. He's your friend. He's shown you nothing but kindness, and this is how you repay him? Look! You're terrorizing the poor man! How could you? How dare you?! ]
I- I'm sorry.
[ There's no force to his voice anymore. He can barely croak out the apology, even as weak and meaningless as it is. ]
I don't know what - [ He takes another step back, his leg bumping the other chair. ] I didn't mean - I -