It is, perhaps, the eyebrows that give the first hint at Thor's intentions; the first clue that maybe a clear recollection of this tale was not the only reason he came to speak. Javert keeps very still, a curling tendril of unease making itself known in his belly. He turns his mind from it. It is a stupid thing.
When he speaks his tone is very calm, with only the slightest undercurrent of tension.
'I was in no way violent. I unbuckled a bridle and girth to reclaim my horse, which had been taken.'
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It is, perhaps, the eyebrows that give the first hint at Thor's intentions; the first clue that maybe a clear recollection of this tale was not the only reason he came to speak. Javert keeps very still, a curling tendril of unease making itself known in his belly. He turns his mind from it. It is a stupid thing.
When he speaks his tone is very calm, with only the slightest undercurrent of tension.
'I was in no way violent. I unbuckled a bridle and girth to reclaim my horse, which had been taken.'