[He blames Korra deeply. His thoughts leak from quick quirks of expression, from the widening of his eyes to the rising corners of his mouth. He blames her for everything. Unfairly, unjustly, extremely. And it's so much easier to displace any anger at Amon onto the Avatar, because Tarrlok would never have been put in that position without her -- of this he convinces himself.
He eyes that hand, thoughtfully.]
I really do want to be there.
[Another second passes, but by now it's merely a theatrical hesitation. His fingers soon grip around Amon's hand, an implied pact.]
When she falls, I want to watch every piece crumble.
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He eyes that hand, thoughtfully.]
I really do want to be there.
[Another second passes, but by now it's merely a theatrical hesitation. His fingers soon grip around Amon's hand, an implied pact.]
When she falls, I want to watch every piece crumble.