Nel, with a bright smile, claimed a seat near Even with her pilfered magazine and cup of tea, and settled in to browse the article titles on the second page.
She considered telling Szayel that the only thing that rivaled his ego was Aizen's, but she decided against it given present company. That, and she wasn't actually entirely sure that Aizen's was bigger.
"You can stop giving me that look, Szayel," she said, without looking at him. She didn't need to look at him to feel him glaring daggers at her through the magazine. "You were too busy pestering Even to read it."
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Date: 2016-01-04 09:37 pm (UTC)She considered telling Szayel that the only thing that rivaled his ego was Aizen's, but she decided against it given present company. That, and she wasn't actually entirely sure that Aizen's was bigger.
"You can stop giving me that look, Szayel," she said, without looking at him. She didn't need to look at him to feel him glaring daggers at her through the magazine. "You were too busy pestering Even to read it."