[ Thinking logically and assessing the situation was difficult when personal feelings were involved—that fact was true of almost everyone. Yet, maybe for him it was a little different—he could recognize when he experienced a moment of emotional intensity and try to evaluate his next step and what he might say next. It was no doubt that Yagen still rode on the adrenaline of the bold kill, which wouldn't have been necessary if the majority didn't allow themselves to be led around by sheep.
But it wasn't just adrenaline—Yagen could feel the white-hot pulse of hot-blooded rage that hadn't dulled much even by him killing the true culprit of this case. The only joy he received thus far from his actions was Lelouch's subtle action.
The situation was dangerous for a variety of obvious reasons and because Yagen had no one to take orders from. He had gone so long without doing so, that he wondered if it was starting to become detrimental to him. Not even his friend had been in a position where he could play that part for him—and Yagen certainly wasn't part of a faction.
It's not easy lacking the assets of being on an assigned group, but he's always been skilled at obtaining information when he's gone scouting or on expeditions that weren't sorties. In addition, Yagen's skills of observation have assisted in him making deductions besides for an individual's culpability. It was easy for him to deduce where Lelouch lay on which side, however, from this trial's events...given what he's known and suspected about the person he just killed.
However, there's a part of him that's falling off the slippery slope enough that Lelouch's provocation seems like an attractive prospect, and his thumb rubs a little against the still-unsoiled hilt of the bloody knife. Yagen knows enough, logically, that he can't afford to act too foolishly. ]
You're rather confident that you won't lose your own neck. I wouldn't be worrying about me, if I were you. There are others who are just as observant, but lack discipline.
[ Yagen's purples eyes seem to be absent of any anger, and certainly none of it showed on the rest of his face. But, his hand that clutched the weapon had begun to tremble a bit. ]
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But it wasn't just adrenaline—Yagen could feel the white-hot pulse of hot-blooded rage that hadn't dulled much even by him killing the true culprit of this case. The only joy he received thus far from his actions was Lelouch's subtle action.
The situation was dangerous for a variety of obvious reasons and because Yagen had no one to take orders from. He had gone so long without doing so, that he wondered if it was starting to become detrimental to him. Not even his friend had been in a position where he could play that part for him—and Yagen certainly wasn't part of a faction.
It's not easy lacking the assets of being on an assigned group, but he's always been skilled at obtaining information when he's gone scouting or on expeditions that weren't sorties. In addition, Yagen's skills of observation have assisted in him making deductions besides for an individual's culpability. It was easy for him to deduce where Lelouch lay on which side, however, from this trial's events...given what he's known and suspected about the person he just killed.
However, there's a part of him that's falling off the slippery slope enough that Lelouch's provocation seems like an attractive prospect, and his thumb rubs a little against the still-unsoiled hilt of the bloody knife. Yagen knows enough, logically, that he can't afford to act too foolishly. ]
You're rather confident that you won't lose your own neck. I wouldn't be worrying about me, if I were you. There are others who are just as observant, but lack discipline.
[ Yagen's purples eyes seem to be absent of any anger, and certainly none of it showed on the rest of his face. But, his hand that clutched the weapon had begun to tremble a bit. ]