[Stop. He just thinks he's a vile crechure is all.]
You're a teacher.
[It isn't a question, but it's almost said like one. As if she has plenty of opportunity to correct this assumption.
His arm comes up so fast it blurs with the motion. He catches the apple out of the air in his palm, looking indifferent to the effort. He doesn't eat it.]
no subject
You're a teacher.
[It isn't a question, but it's almost said like one. As if she has plenty of opportunity to correct this assumption.
His arm comes up so fast it blurs with the motion. He catches the apple out of the air in his palm, looking indifferent to the effort. He doesn't eat it.]