Aiden Shepard [ Abraham Van Helsing ] (arcere) wrote in bellumlogs,
Aiden glowered into his drink at her 'ineffective' jab, half-considering up and leaving right there, but it wasn't really worth it. He'd come all the way out here (a whole several blocks!), so there was no point in walking all the way back just to sit in his apartment and make furious annotations in yet another edition of his textbook draft. Part of what kept him there was recalling that she had, after all, given him the damn things in the first place. How many people in the world would, at a request, make you a bunch of extremely lethal stakes and bring them in a box?
"Or maybe I should tell everyone in the building what you can do so that they demand all the tiniest little things from you, which would give you more work to do than you've probably ever considered before in your life." He wouldn't, not really - unless certain other parameters were met - but hey, she started it.