Dennis continued to stare at the spot where Gavin's head had been. Huh. So that's how it was. He grit his teeth in frustration and embarrassment. He heard the tone in Gavin's voice. He [i]knew[i], he already knew what Dennis was. He'd just brushed him off like... like he was nothing. He turned to look over his shoulder at Gavin and saw his little light show. He bit back the anger welling up inside of him. He didn't have time for this. He put on the coldest face he could manage and walked to the edge of the room finding a secluded corner to make a call from. Gavin wanted Haydrian? Fine he could have him. He cast one last foul glance in Gavin's direction. Self righteous jerk, going on about saving the world and angels, flaunting his power like an arrogant fool. What did he know? What gave him the right to look down on Dennis? As he listened to his phone ringing, waiting for Haydrian to pick up, Dennis felt his heart fall a little, his posture slumping with it. Who was he kidding? Even Dennis looked down on Dennis now.