[ He just crouches there, watches this poor, sad man try to push himself up. Alec's eyes search Brenner's face, like he's looking for some spark of realization, no matter how small. There's indignance to spare. Disbelief.
And nothing more. ]
You really don't know Henry at all. This isn't about what he's promised me. It's about what I promised him.
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And nothing more. ]
You really don't know Henry at all. This isn't about what he's promised me. It's about what I promised him.