With the frown having returned and his eyes looking back to the weird girl, her voice breaks his running thoughts as he finally figures out a way to escape. He lost? He lost what? The look of concern is clouded by thick brows that furrow and a lifting of his lip as the disgust only grows.
Lost?they were playing a game? To lose, surely both parties needed to be aware of the game? A coldness holds onto his tone. How dare she accuse him of losing when nothing has been lost.
I don't lose.there was a bite to his tone. He wasn't here for fun and games.