[He was about to swallow his pride and his anger and apologize, but that was before Ocelot spoke again.]
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[He rubs his forehead, trying his best not to get any more angry but he's failing at that miserably, so he turns to leave so he can fume elsewhere. John is even more baffled than he once was before as to why he was resurrected after this conversation. If Adam thought he would be thankful for being given the curse of life again, he was sorely mistaken...]
Right.
[He clenches his bony, old fists tight, chokes back his raging torrent of anger, and heads back toward the door. He needs to go clear his head and calm down before he continues to speak to this man.]
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[He rubs his forehead, trying his best not to get any more angry but he's failing at that miserably, so he turns to leave so he can fume elsewhere. John is even more baffled than he once was before as to why he was resurrected after this conversation. If Adam thought he would be thankful for being given the curse of life again, he was sorely mistaken...]
Right.
[He clenches his bony, old fists tight, chokes back his raging torrent of anger, and heads back toward the door. He needs to go clear his head and calm down before he continues to speak to this man.]