[Ouch. That actually makes him flinch. For a long moment, he looks genuinely apologetic and actually a little hurt.
And then he looks... annoyed, maybe, thanks to the way his eyes narrow just slightly. He has to literally bite his tongue to keep from snapping back at her: Did you?
And if she were anyone else, that's exactly what he'd say.
But —
It's his turn to choke the bottle.]
I don't want anything from you. That's the problem.
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And then he looks... annoyed, maybe, thanks to the way his eyes narrow just slightly. He has to literally bite his tongue to keep from snapping back at her: Did you?
And if she were anyone else, that's exactly what he'd say.
But —
It's his turn to choke the bottle.]
I don't want anything from you. That's the problem.