Redhawk Caldera frostpunk

Fennec's entire expression shifted to irritated skepticism when he started in about needing to go.  A better wolf than she might have realized he was going through a lot right now, but she never really spared a thought towards it when she figured another wolf was simply being stupid.

I never said that, fuckwit.  She answered, sliding a little callback to their previous interaction on there.  This dude needed to chill out.  I asked you the exact same thing you asked me.  I'm not going to argue with you, but don't sit there and pretend like I told you to leave.  Her tone was neutral, but she silently wondered if that might egg him into a fight.

Something was obviously shoved up his rear, and she coulda done the whole nice way to sort out what.  She preferred this, though.  If it came down to a fight, he'd have a harder time throwing her a bunch of bullshit like "it's fine" or "I'm okay" or, case and point, "right, I should go".