Stone Circle and it's alright, everybody's on their own

'Uh...do you need something?'

she stiffens, hurt flashing across eyes widened by incredulousness before a shaded veil drops over them as they narrow dangerously. the worst thing about awkward embarrassment was that it had found a fierce defender in anger and so polaris felt her jaws gritting against the heated energy to gutter throughout. it is deliriously odd for she can recognise the irrationality of such a vexed reaction, plainly see that such a question is not intended to spark annoyance and yet....she finds herself unable to ward off the roiling magma within as she scowls, heart beating with painful intensity whilst she snaps "oh sorry, i hadn't realised we could only talk if i needed something" 

did he just...not care? had she fantasized the friendship forged during their trip? strengthened reverie over reality during her time away? daggered look shifts to glare off to the side, stunned by how vehemently she seethed and god she looked like a right idiot now didn't she? to leak such bitter misery whilst he regarded her with such unflinching chill? as if she were a random newcomer seeking his attention..nah he'd been nicer than that when she'd been new- oh god, was she acting like clay? 

and yet it's not enough to hand her back whatever cool had been snatched from the control panel as she muttered a gruff "whatever" and went to back up a few steps, silently, pathetically, hoping he'd even so much as want to stop her. she didn't want to go, but childish pride demanded it of her and like the teenager she sometimes forgot she was, polaris found it too difficult to overlook.