[Which is, of course, the whole point of wearing them-- to conceal any signs of honest emotion from the rest of the world, to make him seem more remote and impassive than he otherwise might. And the glasses teamed with a face that's permanently schooled into a mask of hard-angled smiles and infinite indifference makes it difficult to get at whatever might lurk underneath. Gives, as he intends it to, the appearance of there being nothing deeper (or softer) to get at.
And this moment is no different. He smiles that sharp and crooked smile, flashing teeth just a little too sharp to be called natural, and there's something vaguely threatening in the gesture yes but despite all that he's making no move to demonstrate his displeasure with his fellow Guard. There's less of it than one might expect, and more than that-- he's not about to put himself in a position that would call his character further into question.]
No, clearly not.
[His voice is wry, sardonic.]
You'd been hoping for my execution, no doubt. You must be terribly disappointed. Hahah.
[I mean sure, you weren't the one shouting 'break his legs', but you certainly hadn't been trying to prevent it.]
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And this moment is no different. He smiles that sharp and crooked smile, flashing teeth just a little too sharp to be called natural, and there's something vaguely threatening in the gesture yes but despite all that he's making no move to demonstrate his displeasure with his fellow Guard. There's less of it than one might expect, and more than that-- he's not about to put himself in a position that would call his character further into question.]
No, clearly not.
[His voice is wry, sardonic.]
You'd been hoping for my execution, no doubt. You must be terribly disappointed. Hahah.
[I mean sure, you weren't the one shouting 'break his legs', but you certainly hadn't been trying to prevent it.]