Lavi gave up on shouting for help quicker than he normally would, too frustrated to bother any longer. When Allen suggested continuing with their task, he glared. “Screw that! I’m not going to look for those goddamn bottles after this! Like hell I’m doing that crazy scientist anymore favors.”
When the redhead looked over at Allen, he noticed the other boy pointedly ignoring him. The cat ears on top of Allen’s head were flat and he looked just as agitated as Lavi felt. A sudden, overwhelming annoyance overtook him. He stomped over to Allen and yanked the box from his hands, tossing it across the floor. The sounds of more bottles breaking echoed against the stone walls of their basement prison.
“Forget about Komui’s goddamn potions!” Lavi growled. “He can look for them himself!”
Allen stared in shock as Lavi threw the box. He couldn’t recall seeing Lavi lose his temper before, and he backed away a bit, not sure what to expect. Now that the box was destroyed, Lavi was going to focus on something else… and Allen knew that he was the next convenient target of Lavi’s frustration, especially with how he had been avoiding the other. Lavi probably wouldn’t hurt him, but this still would not be pleasant.