[Emil huffs, irritable, like Jonathan giving him that look is just asking for another outburst. He's not wrong! He will be tattling to Lalli about this. Of course.]
Whatever. I don't want to keep talking about it.
[Talk about why he's uncomfortable? Perish the thought.]
no subject
Whatever. I don't want to keep talking about it.
[Talk about why he's uncomfortable? Perish the thought.]