Neverwinter Forest I won't sleep tonight

As she turned to address him with a perfect mask of serenity, Rian's anger only grew. He was learning that adults played these word games, and weaved emotions like poems, if only to benefit themselves. He didn't understand why so many others didn't follow their emotions and be forthcoming rather than hide behind mental fortifications. He was tired of it. Tired of the sugar-coating, tired of loss, and tired of everyone. Ondine was so sickly sweet, from her voice to the kind way she address him despite his own irritability, and she didn't even know who he was—it made his stomach roll. 

The O'Malley boy slicked his ears back as she returned to her patrol, and felt his nose wrinkle with unbidden disgust. He followed. "Rian O'Malley," he said derisively as he shadowed her. "I bet you don't even know half of us by name."