odette & drystan

"Odo,"

"Go away!" she tried not to sob, and didn't quite succeed.

"What did he do this time?" Drystan asked, trying to contain his disgust and not quite succeeding either.

"It's not a big deal," she muttered, dashing her tear-stained cheeks hastily with the heel of her hand.

He took her hand by the wrist and shook it slightly. "It is a big deal.



"If you were normal, this would be the part where you kiss me."

"I—er—do—do you want me to?"

"No," Odette said tearfully, "I really don't."