cigarettes, the taste of whiskey on your lips
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
The man almost piped up again, but Zariah held a hand up and he immediately quieted, though he looked quite angry. The thin woman paused, considering her words as she looked upon the angry young man. ”N.P., apologize. There was no reason to bring a woman who isn’t even present into this.” she said coolly, pinning him with a look until the man grumbled an apology to Emmett. Then she regarded the young man again.
”I understand your anger. Truly I do. This is quite an adjustment. Though it seems, for the moment, your anger is clouding your judgement, and nothing I say will appease you.” Zariah observed, her tone distant, detached, unimpassioned. There was no point arguing with him. She could make the most compelling of arguments, have the support of all the Hollowed Grounds and the gods, and he would still be angry. ”Perhaps though, it would be a good idea for you to consult with your Bee. I am certain she would not like to see you acting in anger like this, especially when there could be consequences if you get out of hand. Would you really wish to worry her like that?” she said calmly.
”I understand your anger. Truly I do. This is quite an adjustment. Though it seems, for the moment, your anger is clouding your judgement, and nothing I say will appease you.” Zariah observed, her tone distant, detached, unimpassioned. There was no point arguing with him. She could make the most compelling of arguments, have the support of all the Hollowed Grounds and the gods, and he would still be angry. ”Perhaps though, it would be a good idea for you to consult with your Bee. I am certain she would not like to see you acting in anger like this, especially when there could be consequences if you get out of hand. Would you really wish to worry her like that?” she said calmly.
