“So you were just gonna kill that harmless thing.” I laid it on thick, shaking my head and giving Moth a disapproving look. He went pink, snapping, “No I wasn’t.” “You just said you’d kill it.” “That was before I knew it was a myrm!” “You just said you’d already told me it was. Which you hadn’t.” He glared, cheeks still flushed. “You’re so annoying.”
