Whitefish River You-you-you-you threw my sandwich away. *MY* sandwich?

She pulled back and instead of showing her his anger and rage he tried to convey the worry. But he could see in her eyes that she understood where he was coming from and why he was so worked up. He nodded along to her words, to emotional to think of speaking in turn.

But when she was finally silent for a length of time, Emrik took the moment to formulate his responds. There wasn't any way to fix this, just prevent it in the future. "Just...just never do it again ok? I don't know what I would do without you." He murmured, and he pulled her back in. No longer appreciating the space she had created.