“No,” he said abruptly, and was startled when she laughed. “You think this situation is funny?” he said, suddenly furious. She shook her head and waved a hand in apology. “No. No, I’m sorry. It wasn’t the situation—it was the noise you made.” He stared at her, affronted. “What do you mean, noise?” “Mmphm.” “What?” “That noise you made in your throat—mmphm. You probably don’t want to hear this,” she added, with grossly belated tact, “but Da makes that sort of noise all the time, and you sounded…just like him.” He breathed through his teeth, biting back a number of remarks, none of them
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