Silence. That was all Inez could fathom at that moment. She raised her head and looked at Killian, waiting for him to say, 'Sike, this was just a joke,' but the man didn't do it. He stayed quiet as he finished speaking.
"How can that be possible, Morrineth—"
"She doesn't know shit about the kind of men she gets involved with," barked Killian. When she flinched, he stiffened and turned around to hug her. "Sorry."
"It's alright," said Inez. She was not scared of his loss of control, just surprised. She blinked her eyes and looked up at the man before asking, "Can you please explain what you are trying to say?"
Killian sighed. He gently pushed her to the living room before pushing her down on the couch. He then sat down on the coffee table such that he could look her right in the eye; his weight caused the coffee table to groan under it, and Inez wondered if it was going to snap.
