[Harding's tone evens itself back out, stripped dry of all emotion. There's only cold, hard calmness in his eyes as he rounds on Angelo, taking one step forward. And then another. And then another, until it becomes clear Angelo is going to have to step back to avoid crashing into him.]
I already told you what I knew. Now you're trying to get under my skin. Manipulate me. Get me to say something you want to hear.
[Another step.]
Yeah? [There's a horrible, ugly smile in his voice.] That about right?
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[Harding's tone evens itself back out, stripped dry of all emotion. There's only cold, hard calmness in his eyes as he rounds on Angelo, taking one step forward. And then another. And then another, until it becomes clear Angelo is going to have to step back to avoid crashing into him.]
I already told you what I knew. Now you're trying to get under my skin. Manipulate me. Get me to say something you want to hear.
[Another step.]
Yeah? [There's a horrible, ugly smile in his voice.] That about right?