[Glare. He isn't in the habit of negotiating with humans. But at the same time he just wants to get away from this sickening, infuriating boy.]
Fine. [That word is spat out as if it were a rotten bite of food.] I'm sick of looking at you anyway. [Also he would be in over his head if he continued to attack...but he loathes to admit this even to himself.]
no subject
Fine. [That word is spat out as if it were a rotten bite of food.] I'm sick of looking at you anyway. [Also he would be in over his head if he continued to attack...but he loathes to admit this even to himself.]