[There's a small, very Charles-like frown that crosses his feminine alter-ego's expression.] I'm not embarrassed by this. [This meaning his appearance to the rest of the world. He's confident in his ability to maintain the illusion, despite feeling irritable, and what no one knows won't hurt them.
The second Erik is done whispering, Charles turns his head. Their faces are in startlingly close proximity and it feels...intimate. It probably looks intimate to the outside world, too. To answer the accusation of pouting and mistaken emotional state - ] I'm annoyed.
[Annoyed that certain behaviours are excused if they look one way, while feeling uncertain of Erik's reaction, which in turn also manages to annoy him. And that was after the heat, and the drive, and the bad customer service.
Their floor dings. The elevator operator seems to be steadfastly ignoring what looks like a lover's tiff. Charles removes himself from Erik's personal space and walks past the door to find their door number.]
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The second Erik is done whispering, Charles turns his head. Their faces are in startlingly close proximity and it feels...intimate. It probably looks intimate to the outside world, too. To answer the accusation of pouting and mistaken emotional state - ] I'm annoyed.
[Annoyed that certain behaviours are excused if they look one way, while feeling uncertain of Erik's reaction, which in turn also manages to annoy him. And that was after the heat, and the drive, and the bad customer service.
Their floor dings. The elevator operator seems to be steadfastly ignoring what looks like a lover's tiff. Charles removes himself from Erik's personal space and walks past the door to find their door number.]