Delphine was ready to go and urging Eddie to move when she heard yelling. Today was just not her day. She looked back at the boy, her anger very much evident as she turned to face him. Every thing that came out of his mouth ended up pissing her off. At this point she wished she had just run away from Eddie so she could’ve avoided this hotmess of a situation. Her right hand bawled into a fist and her left hand gripped her sword, “So because you got your dick hard seeing people you had to fucking yell?” She asked him in a quiet but aggressive tone. The same tone that angry mothers used. Her brown cheeks were turning red. There was no way she was going to die because of someone else’s stupidity, “What. The fuck. Is. Wrong with you.” She forced through gritted teeth. She repeated the words, ‘I’m not a Murder’ in her head several times as she stared the boy down, trying to calm herself down before her anger certainly got the better of her. But his excitement is what bothered her the most. At least Eddie had the decency to approach quietly, though it almost got him killed.