Scheming in secret

"Yes, I want to make a deal," Alastor says gruffly with a tinge of exasperation, his voice almost a growl as it rings down the corridor towards me. Shivering at the sound, I draw my arms further around me to stave off the chill of his words as they tremble over my skin. He sounds like he is in a foul mood. I wonder what put him like that- it is not often the cheery kitsune boy turns sour with rage. In fact, I don't think I have seen him angry once in my life. Is that Nora's doing? Or mine?

"If you please, I would rather you not waste my time with your incredulous statements, Nora. The hour is late and the night is cold, moreover I have not seen Elowyn all afternoon, and I would very much like to ensure her safety," he adds, glowering at the scantily clothed Demon Lady in front of him, very careful on where he places his gaze. As always, Alastor remains a gentleman. To this, Nora only huffs arrogantly, biting the inside of her cheek.