The Sentinels come on, make it easy, say i never mattered.

He noted something odd in her tone—something he never would’ve recognized in someone else. He simply didn’t care enough to notice subtle, non-verbal cues in most characters he encountered. But with Fennec, he’d always paid attention. So, he noticed. Not that it did much to alter his responses to her.

”You know I don’t like to read,” Penn replied with a short-lived smirk. It was colder now with the space between them, in ways that extended past the physical. He studied her as she continued, snorting a little huff when she threatened him with her brother. That sugar puff could totally kick his ass, but not without good reason. He was far too decent for his own good.

”I have no doubt,” Penn answered, ”You look like shit, by the way.”