[Angus is glad she doesn't ask. He's not sure if he can explain what he's feeling right now, after his discussion with Georgia. It wasn't an argument. Not really. It's bad for kids to argue with adults, because adults know how the world works way better than a kid does, and Angus knows every time he tries he'll get hit with the question, "Are you arguing with me?"
So he knows it wasn't an argument. It was a discussion, and one that left Angus feeling very, very bad.
He stands frozen inside the destruction room, just sort of staring at all the different breakables; fine china and glass vases and even some ceramic ornaments. He didn't really plan for what to do when he got here. He supposes he should at least wait for Clementine, but then, what will he do from there? Throw something? Smash a plate on the ground?
It's scarier, now, feeling twice as forbidden now that he actually feels like he needs it.
When Clementine enters, the spell freezing him in place is broken, and he turns to greet her.]
...Hi.
[That's the best he can come up with. He doesn't know what else to say.]
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So he knows it wasn't an argument. It was a discussion, and one that left Angus feeling very, very bad.
He stands frozen inside the destruction room, just sort of staring at all the different breakables; fine china and glass vases and even some ceramic ornaments. He didn't really plan for what to do when he got here. He supposes he should at least wait for Clementine, but then, what will he do from there? Throw something? Smash a plate on the ground?
It's scarier, now, feeling twice as forbidden now that he actually feels like he needs it.
When Clementine enters, the spell freezing him in place is broken, and he turns to greet her.]
...Hi.
[That's the best he can come up with. He doesn't know what else to say.]