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Bennet," Huxtable murmured in greeting as his eyes fell upon the other man. He'd only just left the hall, having felt suddenly compelled to fill his lungs with the fresh outside air before the tithe was chosen and drained. He offered his ally a smile more charming than the true Hux could've managed, closing the distance between them with only a few wide steps. He quite liked being so tall and was, perhaps, just a few inches taller than the original. He towered over Rabbit, standing in front of him with his canines bared- just like a predator might corner its prey.
"Is that for me?" He asked, indicating the second goblet in the other's hand. "Or are you entertaining another?" His smile was amicable and always so pleasant, but he'd rip the interloper's throat from their neck if his jealousy took hold.
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