Damien let out a frustrated, wounded sound.
[I am actively trying to help you right now! Can't you at least be a little nicer to me? At least say thank you!]
"No."
Why on earth should I be nice to you?
Severine honestly believed she was already being exceptionally kind to him.
She could have held onto the blinding, murderous grudges from her previous life.
Yet, she had let it go, choosing to ignore his existence entirely under the assumption that as long as Damien didn't make another mistake, she wouldn't bother with him.
Her blunt, icy remark instantly angered the boy.
Through the phone, she could hear his heavy, ragged breathing as he struggled to control his temper.
Severine briefly wondered how she should handle the situation if Damien dared to lose his mind and march over to her suite at this very instant.
[He hit me,] Damien said suddenly, his voice cracking slightly after finally stabilizing his breath.
