Killian froze and muttered internal expletives that would have shocked his most conservative ancestors.
"If you're not busy," Jax continued cheerfully, "you might want to look?"
As though understanding the request perfectly, the worker obediently backed away, panning exactly where Jax had gestured.
Incidentally, or probably subconsciously,
The wider angle somehow managed to include even more of Jax.
"It's pretty neat, isn't it?" Jax said cheerfully, pointing toward the expanding hive. "You can get a better look once you're back."
"..."
"..."
Killian briefly entertained the increasingly appealing notion of allowing the floor to swallow him whole.
Unfortunately...
The redhead happened to notice that the unnecessarily hardworking bee had once again centered him perfectly within her field of vision.
The redhead laughed and it was to the tune of Killian's soul quietly packing its belongings.
Surely...
Surely it couldn't get any worse.
"Oh!"
