[Pimp. Well, he thinks he can understand from the context.
He'd have pinned the shirt with his trident to keep Doyle still and force him to listen, but since the man snatched it first, Isaac will settle for keeping the blades leveled with his face.]
As far as you and I are concerned, you are naught but a man with a debt...
[His eyelids lower.]
And a man whom shall have no trouble attracting others.
[On an impulse, he considers carving a gash into his face and leaving a scar partly on account of envy - - but he dismisses the idea after a beat, a murmuring chuckle in his throat.
If Isaac tried to smile kindly, his lips would fall of his face, wouldn't they?]
He's... obviously hurting for company, fff.
He'd have pinned the shirt with his trident to keep Doyle still and force him to listen, but since the man snatched it first, Isaac will settle for keeping the blades leveled with his face.]
As far as you and I are concerned, you are naught but a man with a debt...
[His eyelids lower.]
And a man whom shall have no trouble attracting others.
[On an impulse, he considers carving a gash into his face and leaving a scar partly on account of envy - - but he dismisses the idea after a beat, a murmuring chuckle in his throat.
If Isaac tried to smile kindly, his lips would fall of his face, wouldn't they?]