Lane blinked, staring at the box held in Clara's outstretched hand.
Then, he almost burst out laughing.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Food, can't you see?" Clara snapped back. "What, are you looking down on it? I'll have you know that-"
"That's not what I've said at all," Lane cut her off, instantly annoyed. While he didn't care if Clara misunderstood him or anything, he didn't want her putting the words in his mouth. Especially since she was most likely going to repeat it to her sisters… And Lane didn't want his relationship with the rest of Damien's siblings to sour because of something so stupid. Damien cared a lot about his family (except for his father), so if they were all at war with Lane… Well, it probably wouldn't cause Damien to break up with him or anything, but it would surely make the man uncomfortable.
Either way…
"I'm asking why you are giving this to me," he clarified.
