"You what?!" Vinnia asked in disbelief.
Rune sulked and said nothing.
"Look at me, Rune. Look me in the eyes and tell me what you've done," Vinnia said, voice low.
Still refusing to answer Vinnia's questions, Rune bit his lip and looked away. Yes, he knew he was acting childishly, but it didn't matter.
Was it really that bad to start a fight? Why is everyone overreacting? It was just one blow I threw. Well, I mean, there was the whole pinning Oliver to the wall thing, and I'd have kept fighting if I hadn't been interrupted, but still!
Vinnia had never before seemed so infuriated, though she kept her emotions well-concealed. What was really going on in that walking mystery's head? What was she really thinking?
"Rune, I want you to tell me what you've done."
"You already know."
Vinnia leaned a little more closely and set her elbows on the table in front of her. "I know what they told me. But only you know why you started fighting in the first place."
"You already know. Oliver made a remark about Morgance, and I kind of lost it."
"I know what Oliver said. I also know that you more than 'kind of lost it.' Why would a comment made about Morgance bother you in the first place? What's going on inside you, Rune?" Vinnia asked.
"It doesn't matter. None of this matters. I just want to get out of here. I just want to leave this place behind. But of course, you already know that. How can you stand living in here, Vinnia? Just sitting around, training Singers? Surely you want to leave this old place, too."
Something flashed in Vinnia's eyes, something dangerous.