Tried? Cared to elaborate? I'm not bloody well complaining, so I move off a ways. Shit, I prefer the damn isolation to be quite frank, saves me the headache of dealing with everyone else!
Grayell had snapped those words at her. He looked at her fiercely, then to Zane... and then stormed out. They could hear him in the street.
Grayell was still grumbling, trailing off down the street as he headed home. Something wooden was broken, a cat growled menacingly and he yelled at it too. Lights turned on in the street, seems he was waking some of the locals.