My mouth parts in shock, and Teodora frowns in my direction when she sees the look of pure astonishment in my face.
"Don't lie to the poor girl, Professor Florentino," she says seriously while I try to work my jaw enough to close it again. I think it hit the floor at some point. "She looks terrified," she adds.
"Are you scared, Bambi?" he asks me.
I bristle and my anger immediately spikes at the use of that damn nickname again. "Bambi?" I spit in response.
"You look like you fumble around a lot and get spooked easily. Reminds me of Bambi, that deer was always the pathetic type that would make easy prey".
