[ He does sound bothered. He is grumbling and that isn't terribly irregular but-
The why of it settles in like a warm stone against the hollow of where his heart might have been were there shreds of it left. For him. Even after ten years he remains astounded that Alistair becomes all huffy and irritable and irate-
For him. Over things which he simply accepts as a fact of life. He sets his tools aside and turns enough to look back at him, smile thin and terribly fond. ]
You are. It bothers you. You were going to go and loom at him until he learned the error of his ways, weren't you?
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Date: 2016-01-29 09:23 am (UTC)The why of it settles in like a warm stone against the hollow of where his heart might have been were there shreds of it left. For him. Even after ten years he remains astounded that Alistair becomes all huffy and irritable and irate-
For him. Over things which he simply accepts as a fact of life. He sets his tools aside and turns enough to look back at him, smile thin and terribly fond. ]
You are. It bothers you. You were going to go and loom at him until he learned the error of his ways, weren't you?