Life on Mars
06-25-2020, 12:45 AM
A simple question, he said -- just like that, turning the tables, absolving himself. And Askan could go on to be as petty as he pleased, but if she simply pointed that out, suddenly she was worked up. "Pedantic." Like he hadn't paired his every response with a little dig just for her, free of charge. Was he oblivious to the hypocrisy, or did he not care? And too, she couldn't say it didn't grate at her, now -- that incredulous idea that any ounce of pushback was somehow just as bad as the first strike.
Her eyes narrowed to green slits, and she studied him for a couple of beats before snorting, brusque and thoroughly annoyed. "Sure. The alternative just isn't as appealing, though."
Not that this exchange was fun, exactly. Privately, she acquiesced that the man did have a bit of a point. No, his attitude wasn't warranted... but it wouldn't have cost her anything to ignore him, really. Except her pride, and unfortunately for her companion, she just wasn't built that way. Askan was the instigator here, and she'd be as relentless as he was moody.
His distaste was pretty apparent, though she couldn't say where it came from, exactly. "I take it you didn't come here looking for a pack, then...?" Perhaps he did, but judging from his reaction to packs in general and his sunny disposition, she wouldn't have thought so.