[ Part of him is holding back because he doesn't know when the man will strike him in return. for all that he seems fully willing to take a few punches, Charles is already deeply annoyed that he's been brought to such a point. he manages to hear his nose crack and watches as blood dribbles down, and that's when he's stopped, that's when he's back in the cell.
He couldn't get out if he tried, he doesn't think. The cell is protection, Shaw can't get a good hit on him any more than Charles can get a nice punch landed through the concrete beams that line his cell. He breathes hard, trying to suck in a breath, only to tend to his bloodied knuckles, cradling them in his hand. ]
I don't trust you. [ Straight to the point. ] And I'm not going to hurt you any more than I already have. That isn't what I want.
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He couldn't get out if he tried, he doesn't think. The cell is protection, Shaw can't get a good hit on him any more than Charles can get a nice punch landed through the concrete beams that line his cell. He breathes hard, trying to suck in a breath, only to tend to his bloodied knuckles, cradling them in his hand. ]
I don't trust you. [ Straight to the point. ] And I'm not going to hurt you any more than I already have. That isn't what I want.