Ouroboros Spine under divine law of the opus magnum

In the silence that fell between them, he could feel the prickle of electric tension rising between them. It was uncomfortable, but it had always been there as of late. For as much as he wished it wasn't, he found himself growing familiar with that constant, if not mental threat that she lingered like a viper in the shadows. Mordecai felt Cara would have preferred him to fear her, but instead he found that feeling left behind in her wake annoying.

And as if to concrete that, her terse words shattered silence distinctly. His ears folded back, stung by the sudden intensity that had fired up. It felt out of nowhere, but nothing with her came from nowhere. Not even from the first moment they had met. “Not originally,” he found himself answering smoothly. “But now, yes. You could adjust your attitude for starters.” Even in light of the irritation he felt stirring like old embers of a fire, Mordecai managed to keep his tone level with her. His focus was undivided and settled on her, wondering how their meeting would dissolve and whether or not he would allow it to go to shambles too much.