 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
That look, right there? Daxton was rather used to getting that look. Most expressions were usually missed, but he never failed to notice when someone stood before him, gawping like a fish with a dislocated jaw.
The laughter was unexpected, though, and it made him wince. Girls had such shrill voices, really quite unpleasant, and the sound of laughter was one of those that always put Daxton on edge, like chewing, or coughing, or breathing.
Or... any sounds that indicated someone was existing at all, but that was purely coincidental.
He let it go. Because, again, he was feeling gracious. Perhaps it was the lack of shoes that made him less uptight. Whatever it was, it was working. It may also have helped that she called him weird; something he was not opposed to hearing.
Daxton's notebook was in his pocket, but wrestling it out of there would be fairly difficult if he wanted to keep hold of the bread rolls (and, obviously, he did). Writing in it would take even longer, so Daxton did not bother. Instead, he bunched up the fingers and thumb of his left hand and tapped at his mouth with them twice, the sign for 'eat'.
What else was he going to do with them? Use them as projectiles from the Ravenclaw Common R-...?
... actually, that wouldn't be such a bad idea, were it not for the fact that it would be a complete waste of food. |