['We'. Like John's ever made any kind of promise to Petre, like he hasn't to drag it all out of John like they were fighting to extract teeth.]
No. You just need to not have it.
[The bitterness is returning, though. In his eyes there's a subsided anger that doesn't translate in the line of his lips. Looking at John from a lower level, like an animal deciding whether or not it's going to strike. With a frown he sets his jaw, lips full and pursed.
He knows what's going to happen. The second the order is off John's running out to tell all his friends. Go to them and leave him. Again.
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No. You just need to not have it.
[The bitterness is returning, though. In his eyes there's a subsided anger that doesn't translate in the line of his lips. Looking at John from a lower level, like an animal deciding whether or not it's going to strike. With a frown he sets his jaw, lips full and pursed.
He knows what's going to happen. The second the order is off John's running out to tell all his friends. Go to them and leave him. Again.
(When did he ever said he'd stay?)]
Forget what I said.
[There.]