This he's not quite sure what to make of. "I think not." But his tone is marginally gentler than it was, and while he doesn't smile, he doesn't glare at her either.
Gawain leans around the side of the tool shed with an armful of cuttings.
"Mordred?" he says, "Sorry, I know I said I'd be back earlier, but Hestia said I could have a few cuttings off her blackberry brambles, and I thought they'd be good for the back wall - that low stone one, you know?"
Yes, you. Don't look at me like that. Last time I saw you, weren't you pleased with yourself. *draws herself up to her full, a-little-taller-than-him height and glowers, pinched and wild-haired as usual* What's got under your skin this time?
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"Mordred?" he says, "Sorry, I know I said I'd be back earlier, but Hestia said I could have a few cuttings off her blackberry brambles, and I thought they'd be good for the back wall - that low stone one, you know?"
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Mordred contrives not to lose his temper; he gets enough of this from his sisters-in-law. "Have we met?" with reasonable civility.
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