[A momentary twinge of regret -- he had wondered, too briefly and too late, if Ash would have preferred to remain anonymous to Poe. But there wasn't much he could do about that now, he reasoned. And inevitably, Poe would have discovered it for himself.
Better this way, then, to minimize the confusion. Surely.]
How did he get under your skin? What, specifically?
[Chilton folded his arms over his chest, his lower lip pinched beneath his teeth. Impulsive nature, he thought. A reliance on instinct, potential anger issues -- well, not that it was irrational to find Chauncy Anderson enraging, but Chilton wanted to pinpoint the precise trigger. That would be telling enough.]
no subject
Better this way, then, to minimize the confusion. Surely.]
How did he get under your skin? What, specifically?
[Chilton folded his arms over his chest, his lower lip pinched beneath his teeth. Impulsive nature, he thought. A reliance on instinct, potential anger issues -- well, not that it was irrational to find Chauncy Anderson enraging, but Chilton wanted to pinpoint the precise trigger. That would be telling enough.]