Saphir struggles more before being pinned with that glare. Those blue eyes…oh hi he is sorta weak against them. “If you even went through half of what I experienced…”But wow hey he likes this challenge. There is a small smirk. “I’ll let you judge that…detective.” He purrs
It’s distracting; that purr, that hint of folding. The detective didn’t let up, pulling himself from the desk to get his feet back onto solid ground. He needed his bearings. “And just what have you experienced? What is it that’s made you so hostile?"
The pain in his shoulder only drives him to keep a strong hold, a little more aware of the danger, far too aware of his own vulnerabilities.