Yeah they do, lol
It wasn't that she had to make a fuss or make a scene. It was just that around Hunter it became increasingly easy to do so. He was so infuriating at times, which wasn't exactly a good thing. When Morgan got mad, what little control she had virtually disappeared. "I know I'm not great. I'm not stupid, Hunter, even though you might think I am. I understand that I have the potential to be powerful but I also get that I need someone to teach me how to use that potential." She didn't want to argue, not really, but that didn't take the edge out of her voice. What he said next she wasn't really expecting. He must have been really annoyed with her to threaten to stab her. "You very well could. But I guess the question is if you would do it." She ran a hand through her hair again, exasperated. "It's obvious that I have every choice not to have anything to do with you, but if I have to choose between knowing nothing about magick and getting lessons from you, I think I'd choose to be taught." She was trying to calm herself down. Arguing attracted attention and that wasn't exactly needed.
It was the greatest idea in the world if his goal was to get strangled. Hey, if he was going to threaten to stab her, she could say she'd strangle him. Or worse. Witch fire had a lot of versatile uses. More than anything, though, she wanted to wipe that smug smile right off his face. It was annoying, to say the very least. And if she was going to be staying with him, then she hoped he wouldn't smile like that a lot.
"I figured as much. Maybe you should get a hobby then?" She took another sip of Coke. Wonderful invention indeed. Coke and caffeine. "Why? Diet Coke is what keeps me sane. And what's wrong with the other things I eat?" Well besides the fact that most of it was junk food. But this was America, after all. Fattest country on the planet.