Little hated the way he spoke to her, like she was nothing more than a stupid little kid. She'd thought he liked her more than that. She'd thought that Thane didn't think of her as a child. But he did, of course he did, they all did.
"I don't need to stand here and be lectured by you," Little whispered with a quick shake of her head, her voice weak. She felt like she had to get out of here or she might cry. "You don't even know me."
Then she took off for the door, ignoring Lyra calling out her name and slamming the door behind her. Lyra rubbed her temple. "That went well," she sighed, and then looked at Thanatos. "Should we go after her?"