[Declan's teasing for a moment provokes more irritation, but it's short lived. Not unwarranted, Gansey thinks. He has a right to be irritated, doesn't he? Irritated that once again he's caught in the middle of something so volatile that he can't help but place himself there, if only to keep everyone from ripping out each other's throats.
[But it is short-lived, because the soft "Gansey" preceding it is disarming. The use of his preferred name may as well be a secret codeword between the two of them. Declan isn't angry at Gansey - not really. He's angry at Ronan, and Gansey knows that deep down. But it's still frustrating. Just not frustrating enough to keep a quick laugh that from escaping him. He'd almost like for it to sound like a scoff, but it isn't. He bites his lip again, shakes his head silently on the other end of the receiver. Then he glances around just to make sure that he's still alone, pacing around tiny Henrietta in an empty Monmouth.]
You must think you're very smooth. [Teasing in it's own right. There's a smile behind his voice, not half as biting as it was before.] I never said I was angry with you.
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[But it is short-lived, because the soft "Gansey" preceding it is disarming. The use of his preferred name may as well be a secret codeword between the two of them. Declan isn't angry at Gansey - not really. He's angry at Ronan, and Gansey knows that deep down. But it's still frustrating. Just not frustrating enough to keep a quick laugh that from escaping him. He'd almost like for it to sound like a scoff, but it isn't. He bites his lip again, shakes his head silently on the other end of the receiver. Then he glances around just to make sure that he's still alone, pacing around tiny Henrietta in an empty Monmouth.]
You must think you're very smooth. [Teasing in it's own right. There's a smile behind his voice, not half as biting as it was before.] I never said I was angry with you.