The heat beneath his skin whispered the hints of his hidden natural form and flickered below at her touch. Others he would have removed from his side and placed on the other side of the table, if not out the door, but given his acquaintance with Aria she had a special pass in the behaviour- though he would still not react to it.
"My time is filled. And this is work, the shows and employees do not run themselves, Aria. There is much to keep track of." His reply did not warrant the raising of his eyes from the papers. Given his height, most everything was within reach, but Kennet did not adjust to pick the papers up. Instead, the Djinn ignored the spiteful act.