[He honestly was not expecting to be struck. Gamzee's head snapped to the side, lips and nose making a gross, wet noise as her fist popped the skin there. After her knuckles had left his face, they were quickly replaced with Gamzee's own palm. It clapped over the injury, attempting to ease the pain there as quickly as possible.]
Fuuuuck...
[He could taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue and in the back of his throat, but nothing had spilled down his face. After a few seconds, he removed his hand, tentatively pressing his tongue against the now-swollen edge of his lip.]
That what you all motherfuckin' do to any chump what pays you a motherfuckin' compliment?
[From anyone else, these words would have come with a patronizing, arrogant tone, but Gamzee was not anyone else. He honestly believed he was paying her a compliment, and wasn't quite savvy enough in the nuance of socially acceptable terms and cues. Instead, the words fell out sort of sheepish and confused.]
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Fuuuuck...
[He could taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue and in the back of his throat, but nothing had spilled down his face. After a few seconds, he removed his hand, tentatively pressing his tongue against the now-swollen edge of his lip.]
That what you all motherfuckin' do to any chump what pays you a motherfuckin' compliment?
[From anyone else, these words would have come with a patronizing, arrogant tone, but Gamzee was not anyone else. He honestly believed he was paying her a compliment, and wasn't quite savvy enough in the nuance of socially acceptable terms and cues. Instead, the words fell out sort of sheepish and confused.]