Evander's forehead furrowed deeply as everything about this situation began to freefall very fast. If the other man's accusatory eyebrow raise had not been bad enough, he had now moved - deliberately - into the doorway, and had branded him the culprit.
How he could be considered a thief when his purchases had been parcelled up at the counter in plain view of everyone, Evander did not know, but he folded his arms more protectively about the package of books all the same. He could hear the march of the shopworker's footsteps on his way, but Evander valiantly resisted the temptation to barrel out of the shop simply to avoid the awkwardness of this scene, well aware of how that would look.
He had meant to stand his ground, bewildered but upright, without bandying about any unnecessary, uncivilised words with the man thrusting undue blame his way. However. "I should not think thieves are usually known for their gentlemanly behaviour," Evander cut in in spite of himself, only pressed to speak at all by the compulsive urge for pedantry. Once the logic of this accuser's sentence had been cleared up, though, he was left conscious of... arguably... the more critical issue here. "And I defy you to call me a thief again, sir!" he muttered, trying not to lose his cool but already considerably perturbed. Whoever had heard of anything more preposterous?
How he could be considered a thief when his purchases had been parcelled up at the counter in plain view of everyone, Evander did not know, but he folded his arms more protectively about the package of books all the same. He could hear the march of the shopworker's footsteps on his way, but Evander valiantly resisted the temptation to barrel out of the shop simply to avoid the awkwardness of this scene, well aware of how that would look.
He had meant to stand his ground, bewildered but upright, without bandying about any unnecessary, uncivilised words with the man thrusting undue blame his way. However. "I should not think thieves are usually known for their gentlemanly behaviour," Evander cut in in spite of himself, only pressed to speak at all by the compulsive urge for pedantry. Once the logic of this accuser's sentence had been cleared up, though, he was left conscious of... arguably... the more critical issue here. "And I defy you to call me a thief again, sir!" he muttered, trying not to lose his cool but already considerably perturbed. Whoever had heard of anything more preposterous?
