The Tangle but it was met with some disdain

although blixen would never admit it, her actual knowledge of ingram is limited. looking back on the incident he hadn't been the one to instigate (even if he should have turned arrille over in the first place), and he'd brought rose to them... 

no, no, fuck this train of thought. she squints at him, trying to figure out why he sounds so happy about being dumped when she feels as if someone has taken out her heart and smashed it into a billion pieces and left her behind as a hollowed out bitter husk. maybe it's a boy thing. he agrees to be rude and she nearly weeps with joy, so glad to have something to hold onto and be angry -- oh. uh.

"thanks?" blixen says, a little caught off guard. is that supposed to be rude? it is, if anything, a little flattering. "i said rude, but -- oh, forget it." he's useless. she's hopeless. desolate, she stares at her paws, unable to hold on to her precious anger any longer without something to direct it at. "you got dumped too? what did you do?" she asks belatedly, if only to confirm he was dumped because he was a stupid jackass and not at all because he is anyhting like blix.