He opens his mouth. He scoffs. Does she even hear herself? Oh Bartimaeus, let me interrogate you with a series of ten dozen questions. Oh Bartimaeus, let me make all kinds of demands on your time and attention. Oh Bartimaeus, let me take advantage of you the moment you don't have complete control of your blathering tongue. And now this! It's as if the moment he isn't flashing teeth and flexing claws in her direction, she forgets entirely who and what she's dealing with. Like it is not obvious what privileges she's been given simple by the merit of not being devoured outright.
Well there are limits.
The boy on the bed bristles. It's a subtle change - like the shift in the direction of the window breathing past the closed window of the narrow little room -, but somewhere in the last series of moments, the shadows have bent themselves more fiercely about him. They sit heavy under his brow and in severe corners of his mouth, and the gnarled shape of his knuckle bones and knobbly elbows and skeleton thin wrists. It is not a lioness with her glittering eyes and lithe, muscled body. But it is something - a shape waiting in a corner, a figure who waits.
"I wonder," he says, far too pleasantly. "What exactly it is you think that most spirits would do to little girls that annoy them."
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Date: 2019-08-19 02:49 am (UTC)Well there are limits.
The boy on the bed bristles. It's a subtle change - like the shift in the direction of the window breathing past the closed window of the narrow little room -, but somewhere in the last series of moments, the shadows have bent themselves more fiercely about him. They sit heavy under his brow and in severe corners of his mouth, and the gnarled shape of his knuckle bones and knobbly elbows and skeleton thin wrists. It is not a lioness with her glittering eyes and lithe, muscled body. But it is something - a shape waiting in a corner, a figure who waits.
"I wonder," he says, far too pleasantly. "What exactly it is you think that most spirits would do to little girls that annoy them."