" Your eyes drooled. I saw them.”
He was totally perplexed by this argument. Was he not allowed to speak to anyone? “I’m wearing dark sunglasses. How can you see my eyes?”
“She’s jealous, Seth.”
He looked at Maahes for an explanation. “Why?”
Lydia broke off into her hand gestures.
“Are you yelling at me, now?”
Maahes laughed. “Oh yeah, kid. She’s calling you a lot of names.”
That surprised him. “You understand her?”
Maahes gestured back at Lydia in the same language.
For some reason, it angered and hurt him that they’d cut him out of the conversation. “Are you mocking me?”
Lydia flicked her nails at him, then turned and stormed off.
Seth had no idea what he should do. He didn’t understand human emotions or relations. Not really. It’d been too long since he had any.
Maahes let out a heavy sigh. “You hurt her feelings, boy. You need to go apologize.”
“How did I hurt them?”
“Think about it, Seth. She risked her life to bring you here, to save you from hell, and what do you do the first minute she leaves you alone? You let another woman flirt with you. "

― Sherrilyn Kenyon , The Guardian (Dark-Hunter, #20; Dream-Hunter, #5; Were-Hunter, #6; Hellchaser, #3)