Snippet #2419541

“Of course”

And so her curiosity over that was not to be perused, not yet at least. She would forget all about it with his next flurry of words which encouraged a flash of annoyance and an agitated curl to her lips. The question alone sounded patronising to her, something one would ask a child. Almost instantly she wanted to snap back with ‘Why not?’ but restrained herself from the childish retort which to her, would seem hypocritical of herself after recent musings.

Listening intently to his movements from a short distance away, her arms folded across her chest. A movement which she had been told was to close off social influence and expressed her inner feelings to the world way too easily. Privacy was a valuable thing, and she untangled her limbs from each other into a more neutral position.

“I’m perfectly capable to do so. I see no reason why I shouldn’t.” She wondered for a fleeting moment whether that had been a worse choice of reply, but it was hard to hide the offence. “What are you doing out here alone?” And there went any veil that could have convinced him otherwise that she hadn’t felt insulted…