[The noise he makes, clipped against the back of his teeth, might draw up imagery of an offended creature: a horse snorting as it yanks its head away from what irritates, a hound wrinkling its muzzle in distaste.
That veneer— in moments like these— of a twin so much better behaved, falls away with whispers of bitter truths.
But it is not aimed at her.]
Enough of your prying.
[Coarseness of his own voice (his true voice) cut short a beat later when he adds, soberly:]
I have work that need be done. Until you have need of me, I take my leave.
[ Later, she'll realize she probably deserves that. She went from I'll stop to I'll keep asking him in the span of a few heartbeats, and some part of her knew it probably wouldn't go well. They don't know each other. If he wants to spend all his time existing, without living at all, she should probably let him.
But she doesn't want to, even later. And right now, it feels like getting a door slammed in her face.
(On the upside, if he gets pissed off, it won't draw the attention of walkers--but on the downside, she feels stupid and frustrated and a little like she just told a secret and got laughter in return.) ]
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That veneer— in moments like these— of a twin so much better behaved, falls away with whispers of bitter truths.
But it is not aimed at her.]
Enough of your prying.
[Coarseness of his own voice (his true voice) cut short a beat later when he adds, soberly:]
I have work that need be done. Until you have need of me, I take my leave.
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But she doesn't want to, even later. And right now, it feels like getting a door slammed in her face.
(On the upside, if he gets pissed off, it won't draw the attention of walkers--but on the downside, she feels stupid and frustrated and a little like she just told a secret and got laughter in return.) ]
Fine. [ Ugh. ] Enjoy your book, I guess.