[The sound of a ceramic mug cracking interrupts Henry. It had been sitting on the counter but broke on its own all of a sudden.
Or rather, someone is barely keeping their temper at bay and her magic that is linked to the house is acting up in tandem with her emotions. She finally turns to look at him directly. Arms crossed, green eyes ablaze, she isn't going to play games.]
Henry Creel. Did you dive into my memories last night without asking permission?
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Or rather, someone is barely keeping their temper at bay and her magic that is linked to the house is acting up in tandem with her emotions. She finally turns to look at him directly. Arms crossed, green eyes ablaze, she isn't going to play games.]
Henry Creel. Did you dive into my memories last night without asking permission?