Micah has simply been doing his activities, such as sitting on a stool at a table and sharpening his knife. It's idle work for him while he thinks about other crap that nobody could hear, or would want to hear.

But he's snapped out of his little daydreams when he hears a sound that always makes him giddy like a schoolgirl..

One of your huffs of anger, and then heavy footsteps going past him. Micah lets out a breathy chuckle, holstering his knife and standing to slowly follow after you.

"Now, what's got your drawers in a twist today?" He taunts, relishing in the further annoyance it gives you.