[Squall’s lips thin into a permanent line as he glared at Irvine. He knew exactly when Irvine was full of shit (which was most of the time) and the angry shouts from some sort of angry mob outside didn’t help Irvine’s case.]

Looks like you have guests outside that want to talk to you. You should go say hi.

[He said, voice even. He was going to ignore the comment about candles. If he didn’t like his house he could leave? Actually please do.

For real though, what the hell did Irvine get himself into this time...Did he even want to ask?]