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He nodded, but he silently figured the comment about 'classy' was because Quixote didn't know Frog like he did.  His sister didn't do much gracefully; she did it loud or she didn't do it.  Drama was a family gene, especially (in Colt's opinion) on the female side of the tree.

He shook his head as Quixote answered his odd question, finally breaking into a smile and putting a paw up to lightly shove his shoulder.  "I was lookin more for 'tell ya to go to hell unless you want the job', but I guess that'll do".  He gave a little chuckle.  "Real talk; this pack is uptight.  Shitting on a kid for leaving to try and make his own way, my sister promoting Towhee and then hating on her for not wanting the job, everyone treating criticism like its personal..." he paused, then shrugged.  "I can't roll like that.  But as long as you think it'll be alright by you and Raven that I can't, I'm down for another go of it."