[another pause at that accusation. As much as he hates to admit it...Discord is correct. This is very uncharacteristic of himself. He's lost that careful hold on his control, let it slip, and for what?
It isn't right. He's survived worse insults than this; everything that he's remembered should not be affecting him the way it is.
Salieri closes his eyes, and tries to gather himself as much as possible, taking a slow breath in. Control. No need for outbursts, here. He still feels oddly untethered, but it's easier now to slip on the mask he needs to wear; the calm, cool composer who does not let such petty insults get under his skin.]
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It isn't right. He's survived worse insults than this; everything that he's remembered should not be affecting him the way it is.
Salieri closes his eyes, and tries to gather himself as much as possible, taking a slow breath in. Control. No need for outbursts, here. He still feels oddly untethered, but it's easier now to slip on the mask he needs to wear; the calm, cool composer who does not let such petty insults get under his skin.]