Lenoryn expected the anger. She was feeling it herself. How could she prove to him that she wasn't her mother? That she didn't approve of any of this and was just doing what she could to help him even a little bit? Should she have just let him be?
No...that would never be the right choice, not in this situation...but Kia he was already making her regret it. She could feel sorry for him, feel pity even, and still find him completely frustrating, right? Did that make her a bad person? Should she be more understanding? Probably...but he was just so...infuriating!
She was about to open her mouth to tell him so when his next words caught her by surprise, "If you hate it here then go!" she began and then blinked, brain processing slowly, "What? You...bent over?" the blood simultaneously left her and rose in her cheeks all at once. Surely he wasn't...he couldn't be insinuating that she...that they...
And then he was stripping.
Kia, he was taking off his clothes right now. Right in front of her. Without a care in the world. No, not without a care, with anger.
"What are you doing!?" She couldn't help the squeaks that replaced her normal speaking voice and, quite without thinking, her hands flew over her eyes and she turned from him, heart racing in her chest. "Oh my Gods. Oh my, Gods!" she repeated to herself, voice still many registers higher than it should be. Her hands were still over her eyes despite being turned away from him and she even took a few purposeful steps in the opposite direction. Her toes his the leg of the bed and she stumbled, half falling, half catching herself on the banister as all grace and decorum fled.
Kia, she wanted to run. She needed to get away. She needed to give space between them!
So she did the only thing she could think. She grabbed the dress she had selected for herself, not even remembering or thinking about the matching one her mother had laid for her, used the fabric to cover her face, and sped past him into the little side closet of a room that had been "prepared" for him and closed the door.
"You...you stay out there!" she called through the crack, "Don't come in here! I'm going to change."