( and speaking of silence, that is exactly what he is met with the moment her gaze lands on the screen. a beat, then a second, a third - and there truly isn't much for her to be reading that it would take her this long to do much of anything beyond stare.
now comes the mortification. ears pinned back in her abject horror and a healthy flush born of anger and embarrassment that she's positive she will never recover from.
without too much thought, her hand reaches for the staff on her back - pausing only when she realizes that her aether still can't seem to find purchase on the gnarled wood. there seems to be consideration for the briefest of moments that she could simply hit him with it instead, but abandons the thought in favor of simply taking him by the ear with a snarl. )
If it was my undivided attention you wanted, you most certainly have it now.
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now comes the mortification. ears pinned back in her abject horror and a healthy flush born of anger and embarrassment that she's positive she will never recover from.
without too much thought, her hand reaches for the staff on her back - pausing only when she realizes that her aether still can't seem to find purchase on the gnarled wood. there seems to be consideration for the briefest of moments that she could simply hit him with it instead, but abandons the thought in favor of simply taking him by the ear with a snarl. )
If it was my undivided attention you wanted, you most certainly have it now.