He enjoyed watching Drystan finally fit all the pieces together. It was all he could do not to smirk as he turned so white. He dropped Drystan's wrist with an air of distaste a moment after it went limp in his grip.
"I haven't done a thing." Chester said calmly, letting the yet linger in the air. "And that's quite the accusation you are making there." he said offended leaning back in his chair. "but if it were true, you certainly should tread a bit more carefully. You already have me a bit pissed off." He took a sip of his coffee and glanced at the gripping the table then back up to Drystan, almost daring the other man to hit him.
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