[ It isn’t often that Tony talks about his past experiences. Not the bad ones, and certainly not with people he doesn’t know and doesn’t trust. He’s gone out on a limb here with Ned, at least to his mind, and has opened up about something he doesn’t enjoy discussing.
To have it so quickly rebuffed is like a slap in the face, and what effort he’s making to reach out disappears. It’s not the first time their opinions have clashed, he remembers their meeting over the dead shooter, and he realizes now that it won’t be their last.
And Tony, regrettably, has a rather short fuse. ]
Hey, you know what, what do I know? Whatever.
[ There’s no friendliness in his voice anymore, but there’s no malice either. There isn’t anything. It’s the kind of tone he uses with all of the other nameless, faceless people that flow through his life like water, there one second and gone in a flash. ]
Suit yourself.
[ Without another word, he terminates the connection. ]
no subject
To have it so quickly rebuffed is like a slap in the face, and what effort he’s making to reach out disappears. It’s not the first time their opinions have clashed, he remembers their meeting over the dead shooter, and he realizes now that it won’t be their last.
And Tony, regrettably, has a rather short fuse. ]
Hey, you know what, what do I know? Whatever.
[ There’s no friendliness in his voice anymore, but there’s no malice either. There isn’t anything. It’s the kind of tone he uses with all of the other nameless, faceless people that flow through his life like water, there one second and gone in a flash. ]
Suit yourself.
[ Without another word, he terminates the connection. ]