Get rid of the little details? Rowan forgot her mask of patience and stared at him openly, her mouth ajar. "You can't just forget the little details." she replied, her voice equally as annoyed with his insipid question. "And they aren't little, unless you'd like to venture into space and see for yourself!"
Ro pursed her lips as he took hold of her wrist, resisting the urge to slap it away. But she saw what he was trying to demonstrate to her and she kept her arm still, allowing him to pull her hand along its path to meet his. She followed along, her eyes tracking his other hand as it drew. Finally, when he'd released her wrist she jerked it away in indignation. "They don't shift, Malfoy." she said, using the same hand to grab a book and open it to the chapter they'd been talking about. After riffling through the pages to find the sentence she was looking for, she rotated the book and slid it in front of him.
"They revolve. They can't crash into each other because of the way they all work together." It made sense. He just didn't see it.
Ro pursed her lips as he took hold of her wrist, resisting the urge to slap it away. But she saw what he was trying to demonstrate to her and she kept her arm still, allowing him to pull her hand along its path to meet his. She followed along, her eyes tracking his other hand as it drew. Finally, when he'd released her wrist she jerked it away in indignation. "They don't shift, Malfoy." she said, using the same hand to grab a book and open it to the chapter they'd been talking about. After riffling through the pages to find the sentence she was looking for, she rotated the book and slid it in front of him.
"They revolve. They can't crash into each other because of the way they all work together." It made sense. He just didn't see it.