[His eyes narrowed, Isaak lets himself lean in. That seems counterproductive-- and certainly if his goal was escape, he'd be doing a piss-poor job of it-- but he's always been the sort to stand his ground. Besides, the more he casts this as a confrontation, the better he can ignore all the pleasant possibilities he needs to deny.
Which is not to say it's easy.]
Oh, I'm sure you could, [he murmurs, practically in Chase's ear, an edge of his own frustration shading the words. He pauses, then, just a little too long.] But I think we'd better not.
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Which is not to say it's easy.]
Oh, I'm sure you could, [he murmurs, practically in Chase's ear, an edge of his own frustration shading the words. He pauses, then, just a little too long.] But I think we'd better not.