Nothing. It's nothing. [ He can't do this. He knows he can't, not if he wants to regain anything even remotely resembling his equilibrium. There were three idiots that he has to keep from stinging. ] So back the hell off already.
[ Briefly, there's a tightness to his posture, shoulders tense. He shakes his head, starting to stalk off. ]
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[ Briefly, there's a tightness to his posture, shoulders tense. He shakes his head, starting to stalk off. ]