The Sentinels You Put the running into run

Phex cast Morgan a dirty look -- except she was incapable of such a thing so she just looked like a mildly angry lump of mashed potato. If there is such a thing I'd love to see because that is Phex right now. 

She gave him a quizzical look, racking her brain for the word terror. Her brows furrowed, casting her gaze upwards. Watching the precarious remains sway like spinning-tops about to fall. 
Oh.
"Oh someone making terror is making someone scared." She grinned like she was the greatest fucking genius, "why would someone do that?"
She did care is she was getting on his nerves, he'd just have to shut up and answer. She'd already let him off once today. She snorted. Waterist. "Waterer sounds better," she muttered, giving him a grin.