[L feels that heat and fury secondhand. Even though he's cold, and slightly immaterial-feeling as a result of his electrolytes being woefully unbalanced after a night of rampant overindulgence, it's more startling and painful than warming and grounding.

He swallows it down, because that's something he's gotten very good at, ultimately. Nods, though Myr can't see, preparing himself for what he has to say.]

It was my choice. I thought it would make things easier. Whatever you may think... I don't always wish for them to be difficult.