Damn you . . . You think you can just waltz in and act as you please? I . . . !
[Gritting his teeth, he seethes. But that anger is more directed at himself than at Shiho, furious though her insolence makes him. His emotions warp the air around them in the hallway, when the kind voice of a woman cries out: My lord, please! You must try to calm down.
His breath catches. Perhaps not in the way it was intended, he stops himself from launching into an outburst.]
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[Gritting his teeth, he seethes. But that anger is more directed at himself than at Shiho, furious though her insolence makes him. His emotions warp the air around them in the hallway, when the kind voice of a woman cries out: My lord, please! You must try to calm down.
His breath catches. Perhaps not in the way it was intended, he stops himself from launching into an outburst.]