[ He's being tested. He knows it. Constantine's moved on from annoying clicking to whispered gibberish; sounds that somehow make the pit of his stomach squirm, shoulders inching up to his ears, but he shoves aside the discomfort that threatens to break his calm.
He's tempted to squint an eye open, to glare the man's way, but instead scrunches them more tightly closed, lip curling, nose crinkling.
Calm. Collection. Focus. Patience. He grits his teeth.
Patience... A sharp breath, through his nose.
Patience...
Patience snaps. Without opening his eyes, he snarls: ]
Constantine, knock it off, you ass--
[ Thirty points from Hufflepuff for swearing at a faculty member. Worth it. ]
no subject
He's tempted to squint an eye open, to glare the man's way, but instead scrunches them more tightly closed, lip curling, nose crinkling.
Calm. Collection. Focus. Patience. He grits his teeth.
Patience... A sharp breath, through his nose.
Patience...
Patience snaps. Without opening his eyes, he snarls: ]
Constantine, knock it off, you ass--
[ Thirty points from Hufflepuff for swearing at a faculty member. Worth it. ]