[Sadie, with the hand that isn't pressing the towel to her chest, curls some clawed fingers by her chin, glancing over her shoulder as she muffles a small laugh at Lars as he leans in close.]
I wouldn't be any more of a jerk to you than I am already.
Maybe manticores make exceptions with their favorites.
[She moves a single claw to pretend flick at Lars's nose.]
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I wouldn't be any more of a jerk to you than I am already.
Maybe manticores make exceptions with their favorites.
[She moves a single claw to pretend flick at Lars's nose.]