[Yeah, okay, no, he's not buying that line for a hot second. Xiaolang knows better than anyone else that when he says something's fine, something isn't actually fine, and that tone of voice only solidifies it. His lips set into a hard line-- this will be like two immovable objects butting up against one another, no doubt-- but "Syaoran"'s right about this much.
He opens his mouth, to ask where would be the best place to discuss this, when a skittering noise grabs his attention. It seems like the bug that got fried earlier had some friends, and they were arriving en masse to get the jump on the boy who did the deed. His body moves almost on instinct, abruptly trying to duck between his double and the bugs in an attempt to protect him.]
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He opens his mouth, to ask where would be the best place to discuss this, when a skittering noise grabs his attention. It seems like the bug that got fried earlier had some friends, and they were arriving en masse to get the jump on the boy who did the deed. His body moves almost on instinct, abruptly trying to duck between his double and the bugs in an attempt to protect him.]
Behind you!