Neverwinter Forest Where there is a flame

ooc: "All the while, her growling continued, giving his speech a bit of a musical backdrop."
--At which point Lawless starts dropping a beat--
(Wants that to happen sooooo badly XD)

So she had a thick skull. And was stubborn- and refused to see that he was right.Of course, he wasn't given much in the way of leeway either, even though his eyes were beginning to feel somewhat dry from glaring at her so continuously. He found it irritating that she chose to stick with her very weak point that he had no sense of humour- yet again, he thought, she was choosing to illustrate him however she wished in her mind. But she seemed to step back a bit from the argument- he hoped, then, that it was because he'd made a point which was true, and she didn't like it. In his mind, her very disdainful 'whatever, dude,' was a surrender. Of sorts.

"You're not funny." He said, quite simply. And it was the truth- she didn't have the same type of humour as he so the statement was honest, rather than being abrasive as it could have been, had he snarled it at her. The thrum of her growl merely reinforced the idea that this girl was nothing but an immature waif who'd obviously had some issues when men in the past and now projected her memories onto other males. "So I guess your humour doesn't meet my standards either." His lips didn't show it, but in his eyes there was a tiny fragment of a smile.

He was quiet for a moment after she finished her little huff."Hardly. I wouldn't want to offend any real ladies by saying you were one of them."