[At least there's something of a start to the conversation that he is willing to answer.]
Charging.
[His response is dull as his expression, and he simply watches her without moving, like she isn't worth the effort of it. His passivity only lasts for so long however; even if his initial reaction to her apparently having seen him at the festival is just to frown as if to say so?, then she has to go and bring up that issue again.
His face flushes as he leans forward automatically, boots hitting the floor heavily, and there's a defensive hunch to his posture as he unfolds his arms, fists clenching against his legs. He can hear the miniature cracks that splinter in the floor under him, though he almost doesn't thanks to his pulse pounding in his ears. His voice comes out far less steady and more flustered than he intends.]
Excuse me?
[This is not what he wanted when he said to keep it short.]
no subject
Charging.
[His response is dull as his expression, and he simply watches her without moving, like she isn't worth the effort of it. His passivity only lasts for so long however; even if his initial reaction to her apparently having seen him at the festival is just to frown as if to say so?, then she has to go and bring up that issue again.
His face flushes as he leans forward automatically, boots hitting the floor heavily, and there's a defensive hunch to his posture as he unfolds his arms, fists clenching against his legs. He can hear the miniature cracks that splinter in the floor under him, though he almost doesn't thanks to his pulse pounding in his ears. His voice comes out far less steady and more flustered than he intends.]
Excuse me?
[This is not what he wanted when he said to keep it short.]