"Just discussing you my dear." sneered Blase. Durrington shrugged.
"Look, I know you don't like me and that's - "
"Damn right I don't like you!" snapped Blase. "You have no idea what we've been through. You swan in here, expecting us to look out for you, screaming like no-one's business everytime you nod off." Blase had strode across the room, and was shouting in Durrington's face. "You haven't got a CLUE have you?!"
"Alright Blase, calm down!" called Alik, walking over to pull the tall youth away. Blase cast Durrington one last murderous look before allowing himself to be led away.