Thunder Dome one of many hiccups

sorry for the shortness, getting back into the flow of writing him

That wasn't what he had been expecting. It was hard to stop the narrowing of his peach eyes as a frown dug sharply into his masked features. He hadn't done anything wrong. He knew he hadn't. The way she crouched and arched made him feeling unnaturally uncomfortable.

His mood was only messed with further as teeth became visible. There was a brief flicker of agitation across his features. What was her problem? Don't stand like that. He said, words a bit sharper than intended.