"Hey. The captain said he doesn't need you anymore—"
"Who are you to tell me that?!" Sabrina screamed. "He wants me! I'm the best Minder that can help him—"
"Well, flash news, Miss Obsessive Stalker! The captain found someone better than you! Someone who won't take advantage of him and strip him—ow, ow!" Noir glared down at the hand that pinched his side.
Etienne was biting his lip, shaking his head once. He didn't need to stop Noir. If he was worried that I might learn something unpleasant here, well, I already did. Just by seeing Claude's trembling hands upon skin contact with this bitch, I knew something happened.
My heart burned. I don't know. I just felt this surging rage inside me. Claude was clenching his teeth, his knuckles were white and strained.
