Ravensblood Forest [M] lonely, lonely, lonely eyes

He only got a few paces before her voice was ringing in his ears. There was a sound to it, a pitch, which made him stop in his tracks and turn to glance at her with a scarce amount of worry; but that faded when he couldn't align his eyes with her, dropping them to the soil at the sound of her scolding. She did sound as wounded as he felt but, Screech was not going to let her upstage him in any regard. Nor would he let her drag him back in to some web of sordid... whatever this was.

You weren't either, he snapped back, unable to resist. His teeth flashed dimly as he did so, and then he turned his back to her. None of this -- but he fell in to an uncharacteristic disquiet, shaking his head a bit. Screech didn't want to talk to her anymore, he didn't want to be here at all, so he just began to stalk away from her; his eagerness to put this event behind him was evident in his increasing speed.