[He begins to suspect the not-incorrect idea that Pitou does not intend to use that rather terrifying-looking instrument in ways that he would approve of.
Arms folding across his chest, frowning, he says-] What exactly do you intend to do with that?
[He could definitely do that. Or at least begin to slowly step backwards towards the exit. Worse comes to worse, he's going to stick that terribly sharp thing into his hammerspace, too, Pitou.]
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Arms folding across his chest, frowning, he says-] What exactly do you intend to do with that?
[that's a big ol' nope]
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[ The purr of a threat. ]
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[Please do not come closer with that very scary instrument okay.]
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[ You could always run.... ]
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[He could definitely do that. Or at least begin to slowly step backwards towards the exit. Worse comes to worse, he's going to stick that terribly sharp thing into his hammerspace, too, Pitou.]
You know what? I think it's time I left.
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[ And while Pitou is deathly fucking serious, they're also not going to chase him down. ]
Don't worry, Izunia, we'll catch up again sometime soon.
[ You made a mistake showing this fucked up kitty cat your secret skills. ]
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[He needs to talk to Grell about your violent tendencies, Pitou.
(Also poor Ardyn Izunia, forgetting his books. He'll have to come back for them eventually.)]
Until some other time, when you're less inclined to poke and prod at me... farewell.
[Totally, definitely slipping away.]