“I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid.”
“I don’t exactly know what you mean by the word -plan-,” Arandoros began, sighing with frustration. He set down his hammer, turning and fixing an annoyed stare on the Ebon before him. He ignored the prickling along the back of his neck, too frustrated to pay it any sort of mind. “Considering all I did was ask you to wait outside a few minutes and that I would get to you as soon as I could, I would say the only one coming up with a plan would be you. But, since you’re in here..” He took a breath, eyes closing for a moment. When they opened, it was with considerably more calmness, and he took a step closer. “What can I do for you?”
((It won’t let me tag you, @thalaraan!))
