[He jumps when his sleeve is suddenly caught, stopping short to glance toward whomever had grabbed him. Being abruptly knocked out of his own thoughts like that is enough that it almost takes him a second to realize who it is, then he nods.]
Y-yeah, of course. What do you need?
[He doesn't even try to get his sweater sleeve out of her grasp, honestly, waiting patiently for her to STAB HIM IN THE NECK AND MURDER HIS TRUSTING ASS.]
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[He jumps when his sleeve is suddenly caught, stopping short to glance toward whomever had grabbed him. Being abruptly knocked out of his own thoughts like that is enough that it almost takes him a second to realize who it is, then he nods.]
Y-yeah, of course. What do you need?
[He doesn't even try to get his sweater sleeve out of her grasp, honestly, waiting patiently for her to STAB HIM IN THE NECK AND MURDER HIS TRUSTING ASS.]