“Since he seems so interested in Beatrice and Benedick’s antagonistic courtship.” “Oh, you mean the way they use wit as a defense mechanism?” I didn’t look up from where I was doodling on my notebook. “Creating verbal barriers to avoid emotional vulnerability while simultaneously proving themselves intellectual equals? That antagonistic courtship?” Silence. Complete silence. Tempest turned around slowly, her dark eyes wide behind her glasses. “I...” Dr. Whitmore blinked. “Well, yes, actually. That’s quite—”
