He watches the way Spongebob's eyes water at that, how he looks away, and Salieri feels a thread of anger, of outrage that anyone could treat this young man this way.
He pulls out a handkerchief, holding it out just enough so Spongebob can see it and have it get his attention.]
Spongebob, look at me. [he forces his voice to gentle, to be kinder, pulling back that outrage. It's not the time for that; that's not what he needs just yet.]
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He watches the way Spongebob's eyes water at that, how he looks away, and Salieri feels a thread of anger, of outrage that anyone could treat this young man this way.
He pulls out a handkerchief, holding it out just enough so Spongebob can see it and have it get his attention.]
Spongebob, look at me. [he forces his voice to gentle, to be kinder, pulling back that outrage. It's not the time for that; that's not what he needs just yet.]