Where did it get you?  That’s what he wanted to say to Andreas but that didn’t really make any sense and it sounded stupid.   “I’m not delicate.”  He huffed, but even to me it sounded petulant.<br/><br/>He grumbled. “You’re just going to stand there until I come out.”   Alex stroked his braid nervously for a few moments, water dropped over his shirt, causing dark blue dots.  He cracked the door a half a foot, but didn’t come out.<br/><br/>“What do you want?” He tried to be tough and so not delicate, but he failed terribly. He didn’t sound scary or mean and his eyes were wide with a fear that he was going to get in trouble or maybe hit for saying something like that.  After a moment he started to worry his lip.