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He recoiled at her sudden glare, aware that that was a fake apology. He grunted, letting out another puff of cold air from his nostrils.

“You know, a real apology would be nice,” He narrowed his gaze slightly, his tail giving a lash, the spikes scraping away at the wood from the table behind him. He’s dealt with many strangers like this in the bar alone, so he often took it upon himself to set them straight.