It was like it happened in slow motion. Very slow motion. And if he could have controlled time, he still probably would not have been able to save it.
And poor Delsin, looked just as shocked as Eugene felt. Then his face changed. He looked so sincere, so apologetic, so guilty...But as soon as he opened his mouth, time seemed to speed up in double time. He shook his head quickly.
"Don't." He grumbled past his own shock. His movements felt slow and sluggish, despite how tense he felt. Fingers cupped at the broken monitor that had fallen from the desk, straight onto the floor. The one he had been fixing up. The one that he claimed would have been unbreakable…
...And this asshole managed to break it within two seconds of seeing it.
His head was down, and at first, he wasn't sure if he had thought the words, or said them aloud. Regardless, Delsin had apparently missed the words, as well, because he asked for a repeat. And his hands only clenched onto the broken pieces that he could.
"...I said, get out." Slow. Steady at first. But he took in this deep, long breath, and it came out louder the next time. "Out, Delsin. Out!"
And he had never seen Delsin look so shocked. It took him a couple of hours before he even began to believe that Eugene had calmed down enough to at least talk to over the phone, and another few before he actually did. He'd feel guilty for being so harsh later, when he wasn't fuming.