Clovis was in a dazed state just blankly staring at his reflection in the mirror and listening to the sound of his own breathing.
"Julia.." he whispered to himself and ran both his hands through his silver locs. Why in the world was he feeling like this?! This was stupid! He was angry and irrational, something way out of character for him and he hated it. His mood had sunk ship the minute Julia had heisted in admitting that she had no feelings for Elric, and why? He had no idea. The sinking angry feeling only worsened when Theo informed him that Elric had arrived, why the hell did he feel threatened by his presence all of a sudden.
Clovis chuckled and looked himself in the mirror again. Could this be witchcraft? No! The man shook his head and dismissed the thought, Julia would never do that. He was probably just curious about her and had somehow gotten a little attached, nothing more.