[Rosso bares his fangs, growls, but he does back off slightly. Probably not worth punching a teenager over pigeons (he really wants to punch this child, maybe push him into the fountain and waterboard him a little bit). Reminding himself that it would upset Denif if Rosso acted out again (even if Denif's not even here), he folds his arms over his chest, digging his claws into his shirt.
Get a grip. He's just some brat.]
Kid, I'd advise you to watch your fucking mouth. That shit might get you killed here.
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Get a grip. He's just some brat.]
Kid, I'd advise you to watch your fucking mouth. That shit might get you killed here.