[ Ruby, with her genuine youthfulness, is better equipped than most to recognize the blatant signs of someone in a sulk. It's the waspish feigned indifference, how he cuts across the room to claim a chair and sink heavily into it, the brittle crispness of his gestures.
Not only is he a little testy himself, but he doesn't seem to be able to stop himself from showing it off. ]
It is oppressive, now that you mention it. [ He leans back in the chair, one arm draped over a corner, his other hand on the table. He drums his glass-like nails restlessly on the wood. ] You are lucky I'm used to living under a storm cloud of misery.
Fitting, in a way. As soon as that one merrily fucked off [ he half-lifts his fingers in a derisive flick ] here comes their replacement.
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[ Ruby, with her genuine youthfulness, is better equipped than most to recognize the blatant signs of someone in a sulk. It's the waspish feigned indifference, how he cuts across the room to claim a chair and sink heavily into it, the brittle crispness of his gestures.
Not only is he a little testy himself, but he doesn't seem to be able to stop himself from showing it off. ]
It is oppressive, now that you mention it. [ He leans back in the chair, one arm draped over a corner, his other hand on the table. He drums his glass-like nails restlessly on the wood. ] You are lucky I'm used to living under a storm cloud of misery.
Fitting, in a way. As soon as that one merrily fucked off [ he half-lifts his fingers in a derisive flick ] here comes their replacement.