[ He can't even be mad at the person who got him into this mess, because it was wholly unintentional.
Moriarty bares his tiny fangs with frustration as Dante wheezes with laughter. Determined to prove he really can put mind over matter, he darts behind the opposite couch. This will be easier if he can't feel Dante's eyes on him.
Concentrating, Moriarty shuts out the world around him, focusing on the one thing he can truly rely on: mathematics.
Moriarty basically sits there reciting the digits of pi to himself until the embarrassing pounding of his pulse fades and he's able to block out the recent memory of Dante's gleeful laughter. ]
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[ He can't even be mad at the person who got him into this mess, because it was wholly unintentional.
Moriarty bares his tiny fangs with frustration as Dante wheezes with laughter. Determined to prove he really can put mind over matter, he darts behind the opposite couch. This will be easier if he can't feel Dante's eyes on him.
Concentrating, Moriarty shuts out the world around him, focusing on the one thing he can truly rely on: mathematics.
Moriarty basically sits there reciting the digits of pi to himself until the embarrassing pounding of his pulse fades and he's able to block out the recent memory of Dante's gleeful laughter. ]