[That kills it a bit. He had thought...but now he wasn't quite so sure. Well it didn't matter... Whatever the true nature of the competition was, he'd won simply by competing his goal.]
Forget it.
[partly, talking to himself and the electricity jumping under his skin that's obviously not paying attention to the situation at hand. Just an after effect of his body wanting what his mind knows solidly isn't going to happen. Nothing that can't be dealt with]
no subject
Forget it.
[partly, talking to himself and the electricity jumping under his skin that's obviously not paying attention to the situation at hand. Just an after effect of his body wanting what his mind knows solidly isn't going to happen. Nothing that can't be dealt with]