He narrowed his dark brown eyes, angry that she dared to speak to him at all. This went against their usual pattern. If she left him to his own devices, they would not speak until he was done being angry. Part of her was beginning to miss the effect that Andromeda clearly had on his life. At least when she was alive, he could vent to her about what an awful woman his wife was. That would usually help him to get over his anger faster.