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He sneered at her excuse, his refusal to accept it evident. He didn't think much of her apology either. Every muscle in Peregrine's body began to twitch as he prepared himself to lunge at her after all. But then the auburn stranger said the magic words. He didn't soften; he still stood there, glaring at her stonily. But it was enough to stay the imminent attack.

Obviously, she could just run off and never return, leaving him hanging. Either way, he would get rid of her. In the best case scenario, he'd get some food first. "Yes. Go," he said simply, turning his face slightly to favor her with his good eye, expression now going blank.