"Neither do I," Her voice is quiet, with a certainty that she knows exactly what would have happened. "I ruined your dinner," Eirene adds after another span of silence. She sounds guilty about it, and her voice cracks on the last word.
Her fist hits his shoulder about three seconds later. "You scared the hell out of me, Clark!" It seems they've moved into the anger portion of tonight's escapade.
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Date: 2008-07-16 01:40 am (UTC)Her fist hits his shoulder about three seconds later. "You scared the hell out of me, Clark!" It seems they've moved into the anger portion of tonight's escapade.