I cringed, waiting for the torrent, but it didn’t come. He just continued to glare, possibly too angry to speak. “Hi,” I finally said. His face could have been carved from stone. I counted to a hundred in my head, but there was no change. “Er… so, I’m still alive,” I began. A growl rumbled low in his chest, but his expression didn’t change. “No harm done,” I insisted with a shrug.
