Kael, lounging far too comfortably for her liking, angled his head toward her with the faintest ghost of a smirk. "Insufferable?" His voice was velvet dipped in mockery. "That's rather ungrateful of you, considering I went out of my way to escort you."
Her head whipped toward him, eyes flashing. "Escort me? You practically barged into Madam Helen's home and acted like a king who owned the place. Do you realize how uncomfortable you made everyone feel?"
"I didn't barge," Kael corrected smoothly, though his smirk deepened. "I entered. There's a difference. One implies force, the other, presence. I assure you, mine was the latter."
"Presence?" Nerine nearly scoffed. "You nearly flattened Noah with your aura alone. Even Gracy looked like she might faint."
