Sascha stood drawn up at his full height with arms folded tightly over his chest. He felt a flicker of satisfaction that Adamaz had responded to him so readily. It helped sedate his nasty mood somewhat. If nothing else he knew Adamaz wasn't a social climber, to the point where he was likely telling the truth about the bragging thing. (Even if Sascha could barely comprehend why he would't after all that cool stuff he did.)

"Yeah, well... Whatever!" Sascha said with finality. He dropped his arms back to his sides and relaxed his posture somewhat. Granted, his body language was still the embodiment of screaming "I'M TOTALLY 100% FINE WITH THE CURRENT CIRCUMSTANCES DON'T MIND ME." Despite this, he allowed the faintest smile to sneak around his teeth. "I woulda paid money to see Chiara try and keep that smug face of hers on in a poisoned murder hive."


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