"You mean there are two modes? You seem to default to the side of being more than a little fake annoyed at me when given a choice." Rowan took another sip of his drink and let the taste of it settle on his tongue for a few moments before swallowing. "Intent is what it is."

"Of course you're not sorry to say it." His ears flicked in the air, but he wasn't truly annoyed. "I'm not too worried. My drink is quite good."

He raised an eyebrow at her and took another sip of his drink. "It is nothing." That'd annoy her more than an actual answer. She'd find out soon.