No, that's not true. You started it, it was self-defense. You were being a dick and walked into me.
[Wrong. Another untruth, though one he's equally convinced of, and it twists again, loops in on itself, pulls and pushes and pries things apart and the headache he's been nursing ever since this whole fucking thing started kicks up a few notches, dragging anxiety up as it does, making him more defensive because he can't put words to why, and it's a vicious circle that's only likely to get worse the more Raistlin pokes at it. ...The fact that he's actually GLEEFUL about Richie's discomfort doesn't really help, since he feels the sudden urge to laugh and that, at least, he KNOWS doesn't make any kind of sense.]
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[Wrong. Another untruth, though one he's equally convinced of, and it twists again, loops in on itself, pulls and pushes and pries things apart and the headache he's been nursing ever since this whole fucking thing started kicks up a few notches, dragging anxiety up as it does, making him more defensive because he can't put words to why, and it's a vicious circle that's only likely to get worse the more Raistlin pokes at it. ...The fact that he's actually GLEEFUL about Richie's discomfort doesn't really help, since he feels the sudden urge to laugh and that, at least, he KNOWS doesn't make any kind of sense.]