On the contrary, annoyance was all he was capable of processing at the moment. Annoyance that she'd acted so ungratefully, annoyance that a few bumbling lackeys thought they could pursue a Malfoy no matter who he was with, annoyance that she continued to yap at him even while conceding. He crossed his arms and leaned back on his feet, staring at her with childishly pursed lips and knitted brows.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have a nasty temper?" he asked, unsure if he'd ever told her himself. He didn't usually ponder on the remarks he made about others' characters; most of the time he said things off-handedly and to get a reaction, or at the very least to voice his displeasure. But he wasn't saying it because he wanted to poke at her—he meant it.
"Now, you'll have to tell me where you live so I can get you there," he declared. "I'm not letting you loose only to have you kidnapped and have this entire ordeal be for absolutely nothing,"
"Has anyone ever told you that you have a nasty temper?" he asked, unsure if he'd ever told her himself. He didn't usually ponder on the remarks he made about others' characters; most of the time he said things off-handedly and to get a reaction, or at the very least to voice his displeasure. But he wasn't saying it because he wanted to poke at her—he meant it.
"Now, you'll have to tell me where you live so I can get you there," he declared. "I'm not letting you loose only to have you kidnapped and have this entire ordeal be for absolutely nothing,"
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