[Murdoc hisses through his teeth. Now he's frustrated at Eridan and himself. He hadn't intended on yelling at all, actually. He knows it's far scarier to keep that deadly quiet voice, but it's difficult to keep himself calm enough to do that. He's already been told enough times that teens will be teens, and he supposes that's fair enough. He just doesn't feel like Eridan understands his own reputation as a teacher is on the line here.
That and, of course, Constance is upset and he's expected to do something because it's his daughter. Honestly, he's getting damn tired of this summer and what he needs right now is for his son not to be scared of him.
He softens his expression, seeing that Eridan is obviously regretting his actions, and he places a firm hand on his shoulder. He gives him a soft shake as he leans in a little, not wanting the height difference to be intimidating.]
Promise me you'll try harder to ignore this sorta a thing next time it happens, alright?
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That and, of course, Constance is upset and he's expected to do something because it's his daughter. Honestly, he's getting damn tired of this summer and what he needs right now is for his son not to be scared of him.
He softens his expression, seeing that Eridan is obviously regretting his actions, and he places a firm hand on his shoulder. He gives him a soft shake as he leans in a little, not wanting the height difference to be intimidating.]
Promise me you'll try harder to ignore this sorta a thing next time it happens, alright?