"YOU WHAT?!"
Talia's voice could have shattered glass. Probably did, somewhere. The academy was old and had structural issues.
"I took his money," Aegis repeated, lounging on her bed with the briefcase beside her like a particularly expensive pet. "Fifty thousand gold pieces to stay away from you."
"And you ACCEPTED?"
"Well, yeah. It's fifty thousand gold."
Flames erupted in Talia's pupils.
"I'm going to burn you alive."
"After I explain the rest?"
"DURING your explanation!"
Lune, sitting at her desk and painting, didn't even look up. She'd gotten remarkably good at ignoring their drama. Or maybe she was just incorporating it into her art. Hard to tell with Lune.
"Look," Aegis said, sitting up. "I'm not actually going to stay away from you."
Talia paused mid-gesture. She'd definitely been about to (finally) reduce Aegis to a pile of Starcaller ashes.
"What?"
