Snake-oil salesman

A snicker escaped when she answered her, the irritation a moment before gone entirely. The amused expression slowly faded when she summed up their brief history before him. A single long breath escaped, she seemed to be fading over the main point of the altercation and playing on the ends. So we'll just ignore the part where you kicked me whilst I was down, Saying those things about Red, Dick move. His words were flat, almost matter-o-fact in their tone. It was almost history to the hybrid, and besides, what did it matter? He shook his head for a moment before tilting it at the female, a single step was taken toward her once more. Assuming she didn't retreat they'd be mere inches apart. But I guess you're right, that's all done. There's also the fact maybe I just wanted to take another taste of you. The words escaping in an almost hushed whisper. But if you'd rather I just go, I suppose I could be persuaded. The Hybrid braced himself for any sort of response for his forward notions. Was he just trying to piss her off? Speech thoughts