DITTO bb, ditto
He relaxed back in the chair very casually, his leg crossed, arm wrapped a bit around his chair. Even though he was relaxed, he was far from it, he was just choosing not to show it, or attempting anyway. Any success he was having was out the window once she said the word husband, his whole body stiffened, a mix of annoyed and outraged towards her for daring to use that word, and delighted, surprisingly delighted. "I work as an instructor as a martial arts studio, mainly mortals of course, and every last one of them tick me off, but the job is fun, I do what I love, so I can't argue there."