Bitch, is his first thought, and fairly clear in his face at that. It's not even the words; it's that look that makes him furious, with the deep cold anger that scares even him. And in recognizing the feeling, he thinks he understands it. He gets a breath.
"Sorry," he says, a little stiff but civil again. "I'm just a little on edge. He's had kind of a rough time lately."