Vincent pounds his hands down onto the table. "NO, SURT TAKE IT ALL! I HAD FAITH IN YOU!" He snaps back. It was never that hard for a conversation with Franklin to turn into a fight, now least of all times.
"I know we've never been 'buddies' or anything close to that nature, Franklin, but do you honestly think that in all the years I've known you I would honestly think you're capable of bringing harm to your... to OUR family?! You... you... you're damn near all-powerful, and haven't let it consume you in spite of that!" It's praise, but being that it's Franklin, Vincent practically chokes on his own indignation in the course of getting it out.
"You didn't kill them because.... because you're Franklin Richards... the same reason that Kristoff got everyone through it, because he's Kristoff... you all know who you are.. it's something I've never had. Soemthing I still don't have." His voice wavers as the volume goes down again.
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