Foster stays detached enough to begin the sentence at all, to identify his real grievance, to put it into words--but not enough to keep it together for the whole thing. There will be a loud crack and some atrocious feedback on Taako's end as Foster suddenly grabs the walkie talkie and slams it into the wall. But the resurgence of rage, of grief and violence and hate doesn't last long enough to express--or to feel--anything strongly enough. He loses the meaning before he even hits the wall with it, and so neither breaks the walkie talkie nor tremendously dents the wall, cheap as its materials are.
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Foster stays detached enough to begin the sentence at all, to identify his real grievance, to put it into words--but not enough to keep it together for the whole thing. There will be a loud crack and some atrocious feedback on Taako's end as Foster suddenly grabs the walkie talkie and slams it into the wall. But the resurgence of rage, of grief and violence and hate doesn't last long enough to express--or to feel--anything strongly enough. He loses the meaning before he even hits the wall with it, and so neither breaks the walkie talkie nor tremendously dents the wall, cheap as its materials are.
It's just a pathetic gesture, in the end.