It would, wouldn't it? It's been hard, the fighting, the horrors, the ideological differences. They are gonna get killed unless they kill back, being the bigger guy, public trust- they aren't cops. They're soldiers. They're fighting threats no one else can fight.

Why have the moral high ground? It's so damn wearying and he's still cold to his bones from the Silent Horizon. It'd be nice to just...

Stop.

His arms stop flexing so hard and- why's he fighting again? No real point-

Then that name.

That fucking name, everything this asshole put Locus through, everything he'll probably try to do and be twice as good cuz he can talk people into not breathing, he won't stand a fucking chance-

The charmed lassitude snaps into narrow eye'd focus, lips curling in a snarl as he hauls back with one hand and swings, aiming right for Felix's fucking mouth. "You leave him alone!"