He knew that the girl was trying to wind him up, as if that was the reason for his defection, but knowing did little to curb the sharp spike of irritation he felt at her words. Frost spread from his hands, crawled across the flask and, sparkling, coated the inside of the sink, the taps and started to creep up across the draining board as far as the moisture would allow.
He managed not to snap anything at her, which was lucky because there was nothing he could have said that wouldn't have looked like a weak denial and justification, but his silence spoke volumes. Likely the wrong ones, but volumes nonetheless.
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He knew that the girl was trying to wind him up, as if that was the reason for his defection, but knowing did little to curb the sharp spike of irritation he felt at her words. Frost spread from his hands, crawled across the flask and, sparkling, coated the inside of the sink, the taps and started to creep up across the draining board as far as the moisture would allow.
He managed not to snap anything at her, which was lucky because there was nothing he could have said that wouldn't have looked like a weak denial and justification, but his silence spoke volumes. Likely the wrong ones, but volumes nonetheless.