Rus squints at him, trying to tell if Sev is joking. A near-impossible task. "You're having me on right?" he asks finally. "She was utterly and terribly offended of course. She sputtered quite a bit. Sounded like a kettle boiling over. Terribly unladylike."
"I suppose," he says slowly. "Simple exhaustion isn't enough of a cause?"
"Well yes," Rus says earnestly. "That's the whole point," says he who has done his fair share of bullying, though carnage may actually be a better description. "So...penguins then?" He sighs.