"PLEASE calm down, Princess Neoma."
Neoma growled at Ruto because of the three mistakes he committed in one sentence.
First, he called her by her title.
Second, he used formal speech.
And third…
[YOU DON'T TELL A CRYING WOMAN TO 'CALM DOWN' BECAUSE IT WILL ONLY MAKE HER MORE HYSTERICAL.]
"I don't want to calm down," Neoma said stubbornly. "Let me get mad!"
"You're not mad– you're crying."
Okay, at least he switched back to talking informally to her. That closed the distance between them a little bit.
"I'm not crying," she insisted even though she was aware she was being childish. "It's raining, okay?"
He knitted his eyebrows. "Raining…?"
"If I said it's raining, then it's raining–"
She was forced to stop talking when "rain" suddenly poured.
Well, to be precise, the "rain" only poured on the spot where Neoma and Ruto were standing. In short, it was an artificial downpour.
