[Elias stands there and kind of just takes the patronising retort, not really reacting to the pet name. It's whatever, this whole thing is fundamentally quite petty and even though he will snap like a dog that's been stepped on unfairly he'll also move on very quickly.
Lydia finally makes eye contact, though, which is as much of a success as it is shooting himself in the foot. Now he has to continue the conversation why did he do this.
Elias frowns, his gaze sliding deliberately towards the paper she's working on.]
no subject
Lydia finally makes eye contact, though, which is as much of a success as it is shooting himself in the foot. Now he has to continue the conversation why did he do this.
Elias frowns, his gaze sliding deliberately towards the paper she's working on.]
Fashion?
[The hint's right there?]