She calmed down but couldn't help scolding him for his carelessness. "You have quite the tantrum, and you're rather careless too."
Nolan's eyebrows almost reached his hairline upon hearing her words. "What did you call me?"
"I said that you're lucky you're not hurt." Amayah repeated patiently. She took his palm and lightly blew onto his swollen palm as she asked carefully, "I would like to come back here tonight. Is that okay with you?"
Nolan shuddered slightly when he felt her warm breath on his sore palm. It felt a little ticklish. He instinctively wanted to agree when she asked if she could come back, but then he remembered what the servant had told him the night before. He felt a little aggrieved and decided that he would not give in so easily anymore. " Did you not purposely stay in the room furthest from me last night?"
He sounded just a little like a child who was suddenly abandoned by his parents at a park.
