“No, your normal face suggests you’re deciding whether or not to eat the Fae in front of you,” I pointed out. “You only smirk when you’ve decided you’re actually going to do it.” He released a low laugh. “Maybe I’m hungry.” “Well maybe you should have brought a snack.” “Maybe I did.” He gnashed his teeth at me and I snorted. “I’d cook your ass if you tried it.” “Hmm, that’s a point. How will I fry you up if you don’t burn?” he mused and I laughed.
