[The retort is completely automatic, years-old rote racing to the forefront once provoked, and Sasuke blinks at himself once the words pass his lips. He opens his mouth again, closes it, and then takes a stiff sip from his tea. Trying to explain or take the words back would just make it worse, underline the weird nostalgia now simmering in Sasuke's gut.]
Freeze your lips off, more like.
[It's half-muttered, picking the thread of the conversation back up around... kind of feeling twelve again. Not being sure whether that's a bad thing in this particular case.]
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[The retort is completely automatic, years-old rote racing to the forefront once provoked, and Sasuke blinks at himself once the words pass his lips. He opens his mouth again, closes it, and then takes a stiff sip from his tea. Trying to explain or take the words back would just make it worse, underline the weird nostalgia now simmering in Sasuke's gut.]
Freeze your lips off, more like.
[It's half-muttered, picking the thread of the conversation back up around... kind of feeling twelve again. Not being sure whether that's a bad thing in this particular case.]