I didn’t go down to breakfast since Mace was in the habit of bringing trays to the office when we were hard at work. I knew putting some distance between us after what I’d said would give her time to think and hopefully get her shit together.
I’ve never been one to talk more than was necessary, never had to do more than give an order and have it followed, and I’m not about to start now with her. If this doesn’t get my point across, I don’t know what will, but I know if she’s as bothered by my indifference as I expect her to be, this would be the last time.
I was getting the hang of this relationship thing slowly but surely, and I hadn’t needed anyone’s guidance this time to come up with the right thing to do. Plus, this punishment won’t make me suffer along with her like the last one had.