[Tony's intent wasn't to kill her- in choking her, he didn't really have an intent. He was just angry, just wanted to make her stop talking.
Being stabbed was definitely not what he had expected in return for his troubles. When the knife goes in, he makes no reactive sound at first, the shock and pain of it driving both thought and breath from him. His hands go almost immediately from her neck to his side, and he looks from her to the wound to back at her with an expression of absolute disbelief.]
You- you just stabbed me.
[He stops, looking again at the wound and then at her, taking a step back, then another. His legs feeling shaky, he opens his mouth, closes it, and then repeats himself-]
You stabbed me!
[And that's when the panic sets in. That stupid, stupid urge to go for his pipe rises up once more, and he reaches for the inside pocket of his suit, taking it out with trembling hands. He stares down at it, numbly, looking confused. Oh. That's no good. As THAT realization dawns on him, the panic is further cemented, and he feels his legs give out on him.]
[Commentlog] YAY!
Being stabbed was definitely not what he had expected in return for his troubles. When the knife goes in, he makes no reactive sound at first, the shock and pain of it driving both thought and breath from him. His hands go almost immediately from her neck to his side, and he looks from her to the wound to back at her with an expression of absolute disbelief.]
You- you just stabbed me.
[He stops, looking again at the wound and then at her, taking a step back, then another. His legs feeling shaky, he opens his mouth, closes it, and then repeats himself-]
You stabbed me!
[And that's when the panic sets in. That stupid, stupid urge to go for his pipe rises up once more, and he reaches for the inside pocket of his suit, taking it out with trembling hands. He stares down at it, numbly, looking confused. Oh. That's no good. As THAT realization dawns on him, the panic is further cemented, and he feels his legs give out on him.]