[There's a lot more he could say to Yuan, a nearly bottomless fountain of ire - but with the "conversation" cut off, there's nowhere for all that anger to go. Mithos slams the journal shut and flings it to the floor.
He doesn't regret the break-in and subsequent destruction - that was well-deserved on Yuan's part. What he does regret is answering Yuan. He feels like he's having different strains of the same conversation over and over again, and it keeps him suspended in a state of extreme unease. Without having to think about it, he storms toward the door. Time for a long, long walk through the woods. If he's lucky, no one will bother him. If he's luckier, someone will come along, and he can take everything out on him.]
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He doesn't regret the break-in and subsequent destruction - that was well-deserved on Yuan's part. What he does regret is answering Yuan. He feels like he's having different strains of the same conversation over and over again, and it keeps him suspended in a state of extreme unease. Without having to think about it, he storms toward the door. Time for a long, long walk through the woods. If he's lucky, no one will bother him. If he's luckier, someone will come along, and he can take everything out on him.]