[Freaks? Ah, right. For a moment he had nearly forgotten about those prankstersโ and one look beyond the smoke tells him all he needs to know.
They've gone and run off, and Salieri can only slightly regret not giving them a taste of their own medicine. Of course, he's not sure how he would manage that now... there truly is a divide between those considered magical and those considered beastly.
And he doesn't even look the part yet.] It was hardly my intention to begin with.
Bad luck, you could say. [The last words are muttered so lowly it'd be surprising if Koga did hear them. Ugh, he feels terrible. With a shake of his head he returns to the matter at hand: the rough young man in front of him who quite literally saved his skin.] ... you aren't a Witch.
Am I wrong? [Something about him speaks feral more than anythingโ but Salieri won't judge just yet. To base impressions simply on the boy's bite would put him at the level of those ruffians, after all.]
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They've gone and run off, and Salieri can only slightly regret not giving them a taste of their own medicine. Of course, he's not sure how he would manage that now... there truly is a divide between those considered magical and those considered beastly.
And he doesn't even look the part yet.] It was hardly my intention to begin with.
Bad luck, you could say. [The last words are muttered so lowly it'd be surprising if Koga did hear them. Ugh, he feels terrible. With a shake of his head he returns to the matter at hand: the rough young man in front of him who quite literally saved his skin.] ... you aren't a Witch.
Am I wrong? [Something about him speaks feral more than anythingโ but Salieri won't judge just yet. To base impressions simply on the boy's bite would put him at the level of those ruffians, after all.]