There's a bit of a flinch. "Of course. However long you need."
He reaches for the coffee, finally, wrapping both hands around the cup, but not taking a sip yet.
On some level, there's something reassuring about the anger. Because he'd be angry too, if it was his body. He's so very aware of what a violation it is, how horrible it is for Sirena to do it casually, and here he's done it twice in a month. And as ridiculous as it is, the thought crosses his mind that he could end up addicted to making zombies.
That's not how it works. He knows that's not how it works. But when your mind is beating you up in the most irrational manner, it takes whatever fish it can get.
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He reaches for the coffee, finally, wrapping both hands around the cup, but not taking a sip yet.
On some level, there's something reassuring about the anger. Because he'd be angry too, if it was his body. He's so very aware of what a violation it is, how horrible it is for Sirena to do it casually, and here he's done it twice in a month. And as ridiculous as it is, the thought crosses his mind that he could end up addicted to making zombies.
That's not how it works. He knows that's not how it works. But when your mind is beating you up in the most irrational manner, it takes whatever fish it can get.