[ when he's free of her hand, he crosses his arms against his chest. he glances at her, seeing her glare, and it sparks some anger inside of him. it's like no matter what he does, she has some bone to pick with him. he pulls her across the street when they still have the right of way, and she has to bite his head off. he doesn't want to spend half the day abiding by the rules of this mortal society. standing on the sidewalk having her have a go at him for something that makes no sense to him isn't his ideal way for spending time. ]
[ nor will it be if they ever make it to his apartment. while he still has nothing to hide from her, he doesn't particularly want to try and give her a peace offering she'll simply toss to the ground and stomp on. it's hard for him, letting her in, despite how easy it is for him to guide her through the throng of people along this long and narrow street. ]
[ he turns to face her, brows furrowed, and annoyance clear in his tone: ] I didn't. [ believe it or not, he doesn't have any plans on killing anyone any time soon. luke breathes in deeply. rather than telling her to follow, he starts walking again. ]
no subject
[ nor will it be if they ever make it to his apartment. while he still has nothing to hide from her, he doesn't particularly want to try and give her a peace offering she'll simply toss to the ground and stomp on. it's hard for him, letting her in, despite how easy it is for him to guide her through the throng of people along this long and narrow street. ]
[ he turns to face her, brows furrowed, and annoyance clear in his tone: ] I didn't. [ believe it or not, he doesn't have any plans on killing anyone any time soon. luke breathes in deeply. rather than telling her to follow, he starts walking again. ]