"Thomas Shannon hasn't even spoken. Is it your place to speak?" Sophie Sullivan said sharply to Minimus Hart.
She's just trying to stir things up, to make a bigger deal out of this. Minimus Hart has no good intentions, none at all!
Minimus Hart didn't get angry, merely saying, "As a subordinate, I don't wish to see anyone harm the Young Master."
"Minimus Hart, sometimes people should know their place. Understand?" Sophie Sullivan retorted.
Subordinate? Calling her that is an insult to those very words.
"Shut up!"
Thomas Shannon growled, his voice cold.
Sophie Sullivan froze, staring at him in disbelief. She wanted to laugh but couldn't.
He's telling *me* to shut up? He yelled at me—for Minimus Hart? Very good... Just perfect.
Sophie Sullivan nodded slowly. So, I should shut up, is that it? Fine. As you wish.
