She’s not actually dumb enough to believe it’s his fault she wasn’t paying attention, but her annoyance made it too easy to place the blame on him. It gave her a target, undeserved as it was. And if Lumi were in a better mood, she might have sheepishly admitted to her mistake and apologized. But she is not in a better mood, and even his affable acceptance isn’t quite enough to lift it.
If politeness had not been so studiously drummed into her by her parents, she might have done what she really wanted to do: let loose and yell. Instead her scowl deepens as a huff of breath escapes her lips. Any one of her siblings would have gladly called her out in the same way he had done, but that doesn’t make her any happier to hear it.
When he kicks the rock back at her, her eyes widen as her wings flare in surprise. Why she should be surprised, she doesn’t know. In fact, if she were at home, she would fully have expected to have rocks flung back at her. The sound that escapes her lips is a weird combination of squeak and growl as her form shimmers, the stone bouncing harmlessly through to land behind her.
When she solidifies again, her sea-green eyes are fixed on him in a fierce glare.
“I don’t need to relax,” she snaps, eyes dropping as she finds another stone to hurl back at him. Hard. Maybe she did need to relax, but she was hardly going to admit that to him. Not when he’d been looking at her with that insufferable smirk on his face.
@ibrahim