Holsten could help the snarl forming in his lips at the mention of being sentimental. That was the furthest thing from the truth. It was just common courtesy. If it had been their first time together, that would have been one thing. But Merlin knew how many times they'd spent time together. He'd lost track long ago. Not that he'd really ever been keeping track. He just knew that they were request offenders in each other's little black book and as such would have thought there would be more consideration for one another.
"Hardly," he responded to the mention of sentimental before shrugging. "Matters or not, I thought there was a little more respect for one another than just up and vanishing," he added, finally looking at her eye to eye, "Not to mention it's one awkward as hell situation to wake up with your colleagues at your dig site and having no clue how to explain why the fuck I'm still there and you're nowhere to be found."
"Hardly," he responded to the mention of sentimental before shrugging. "Matters or not, I thought there was a little more respect for one another than just up and vanishing," he added, finally looking at her eye to eye, "Not to mention it's one awkward as hell situation to wake up with your colleagues at your dig site and having no clue how to explain why the fuck I'm still there and you're nowhere to be found."