[Of course Fraser would aim for him, of fucking course he would. Kowalski knew he was the weakest link in this whole damn thing the second he'd felt himself crumble a little too easily under those big blue eyes and pouting lips. So maybe he wasn't quite as good at withstanding a Mountie interrogation as he'd like to think, but Benton was damn good at this guilt thing and Vecchio was no help at all with any of this. There's that side of Fraser that so many don't get to see, the prowling wolf, the killer instinct. He's seen weakness and he's so blatantly going for it. Ray can spot that careful shift closer and the passive drop of the head like the damn Mountie's just waiting for him fold. He can spot it a mile off, and yet that doesn't mean Ray can resist it.
Right now it feels like no matter what he choose to do or say, he's going to regret it. Like he won't be able to please everyone in the room, and he supposes maybe he doesn't give a shit if he pleases both of them or not but he still can't help the slowly building anxiety in his chest as his gaze flicks from Fraser to Vecchio and back.
The fighting stance is all but given up on by the time he catches sight of Ray stalking in behind, and he tries his best to keep his sights on Fraser, even as he catches the gesture from the other American. Vecchio might just be trying to help. Maybe that's what this is. To get Fraser on the defensive rather than trying to attack them both with his wily Canadian ways. That must be it. It's the only explanation as to why Vecchio's agreeing, and why he's getting so damn close.
And Fraser? Well, perhaps he wasn't so great at this accusing thing after all because Stan's pretty sure lip biting wasn't anything to do with deep thought. Okay. Okay, so maybe he can see what's being attempted here. He wasn't used to reading Vecchio's signals quite like his usual partner's but this seems to be the general idea.]
Y'know me, I like some rough and tumble. Nothin' like another body struggling against you to get the blood pumpin'. You get that, right, buddy? That fight for survival. All that clawin' and archin' and, and, desperation.
[And so maybe Kowalski's inching in just a bit closer, total innocence shown in those lifted eyebrows.]
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Right now it feels like no matter what he choose to do or say, he's going to regret it. Like he won't be able to please everyone in the room, and he supposes maybe he doesn't give a shit if he pleases both of them or not but he still can't help the slowly building anxiety in his chest as his gaze flicks from Fraser to Vecchio and back.
The fighting stance is all but given up on by the time he catches sight of Ray stalking in behind, and he tries his best to keep his sights on Fraser, even as he catches the gesture from the other American. Vecchio might just be trying to help. Maybe that's what this is. To get Fraser on the defensive rather than trying to attack them both with his wily Canadian ways. That must be it. It's the only explanation as to why Vecchio's agreeing, and why he's getting so damn close.
And Fraser? Well, perhaps he wasn't so great at this accusing thing after all because Stan's pretty sure lip biting wasn't anything to do with deep thought. Okay. Okay, so maybe he can see what's being attempted here. He wasn't used to reading Vecchio's signals quite like his usual partner's but this seems to be the general idea.]
Y'know me, I like some rough and tumble. Nothin' like another body struggling against you to get the blood pumpin'. You get that, right, buddy? That fight for survival. All that clawin' and archin' and, and, desperation.
[And so maybe Kowalski's inching in just a bit closer, total innocence shown in those lifted eyebrows.]