If anything that outburst just reinforced whatever odd idea Mother was having about Valentina and I, with my mischievous Mother making a return as she just smirked at me, attempted to cover her expression with her hands, and then just walked away with her shoulders shaking slightly.
"Damnit, I mean it! Stop thinkin' that there is ANY damn way somethin'll happen between me and her! It just won't!"
Having her ignore me while Leo glanced back and tilted his head only made me angrier, yet it was that familiar, unserious sort of anger that helped wash the bitter taste out of my mouth from everything that had happened within the last hour or so.
The discussion quietly moved on from them and instead shifted towards the Tournament as I retold everything to Mother, though when Father returned halfway through I just needed to start it up again from the beginning to get him caught up.
