Firefly Glen black mambo

He got defensive, which was adorable.  She backed it off some, not entirely, but her tone took on a careless quality.  She wasn't invested, after all - he could do with all this what he liked.  Maybe.  I trusted that he was the best wolf for the job, sure, but that's only because I couldn't do better.  If you could, then I think you owe it to everyone to find out.  She paused, almost a verbal shrug.  But maybe you can't, and that's fine too.  Just my opinion.  

That was all she needed.  She didn't plan on a confirmation here, or really a confirmation at any point.  Just getting to plant these little seeds was enough.  She loved to set their minds spinning and to get their backs up, and from Atlas' tone, this round had been a rousing success.  She never stopped to wonder if taking so much delight in someone else's obvious discomfort made her a terrible person, and if the realization had been yes, she might have taken that as a badge of honor.  So perhaps it was best she never did wonder at all.

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