"Darlin’!"

Fox called after you with a hint of frustration, subtly pleading for you to come back. It really wasn't that big of a deal and he didn't understand why you were so upset.

He watched as you left his office and uncrossed his arms, his hands came up and rested on the edge of the desk behind him. Fox leaned his weight back against it, his head tilting to the side, contemplating how to play this. “Guess you really are mad at me, huh?” He muttered to himself and clicked his tongue.