A grunt as the ginger thief commented the current childish behaviour of the fellow magician, purposedly avoiding her words, back facing her , not showing the slightest hint of a wishful explanation. What was he even pissed with to not speak to her? ” Well, sorry if I just came to check on you, since you were wounded last time…”

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He resisted the urge to even look back at the other thief, instead tilting his head forward more so that the shadows fell further down his face. It wasn’t that he minded her presence. She had just come at a bad time, and his poker face was beginning to fail him. Kid didn’t even trust his own voice to come out steadily right now. He brought a knee up to rest his head on as he stared off into space.

If she thought he was angry, that was fine. Maybe he could give her an explanation later…