Either I am accidentally failing to have a tone of voice, or my mother has no tone sensitivity and thinks that everything is a VIOLENT ARGUMENT. We were chatting about bus routes and the possibility of seeing my grandmother.

ME: We could go to Chermside so it's completely air-conditioned.
MUM: You don't want to be too far from home if your hands start hurting.
ME: Hmm, and I'm not sure the Great Circle runs on Saturdays...
MUM: THE BUS IS RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR; IT'S NOT PART OF THE GREAT CIRCLE LINE.
ME: ...I know. I was referring to the bus that Grandma has to catch. o.0
MUM: SHE CAN JUST CATCH A BUS INTO THE CITY AND THE SAME BUS AS YOU OUT THERE.
ME: Yes, but it would be less hassle for her if the-- o.0;
MUM: OH WHATEVER YOU TURN EVERYTHING INTO AN ARGUMENT.
ME: I'm not arguing, I'm just discussing alou-- djhfh-- dsjhfd-- GAH! *throws up hands and goes back to Swordspoint*

I'm honestly not sure she even understands the distinction.

In other news, Swordspoint? Amazing book. I keep having to pause to rave about it because I get overexcited about it. I'm failing to keep the politics straight but that is just a me thing, I think, and will improve with rereads and obsessive note-taking.