Charles let out a very put-upon sigh. He shouldn't be surprised, he thought, that his interruption would be from someone difficult. That did seem to be how his day was going, after all.
"You can't take a breather somewhere else?" Charles asked, peering at Claxton skeptically. As far as he knew, there was nothing particularly special about this classroom, after all. That had rather been the point--it was an unlikely place for him to be interrupted by anyone. Theoretically. Sighing again, and perhaps with just a bit of an eye roll, he said, "At least be quiet, then, if you're going to stay." He turned back to the quill that was vexing him. "I did come here to avoid distractions."
"You can't take a breather somewhere else?" Charles asked, peering at Claxton skeptically. As far as he knew, there was nothing particularly special about this classroom, after all. That had rather been the point--it was an unlikely place for him to be interrupted by anyone. Theoretically. Sighing again, and perhaps with just a bit of an eye roll, he said, "At least be quiet, then, if you're going to stay." He turned back to the quill that was vexing him. "I did come here to avoid distractions."