Cerulean Cape I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind

You-long? What the fuck...

Okay, okay. Think. He had washed up on shore. This girl was apparently steps away from her home, some pack probably. She wanted to help, but was doing a crummy job of it. "No, you got lady balls" he started with this, feeling his eyes close against the light. Gods, his head pounded so much.

"So lemme get this straight" his inky lips curl in half amusement and half frustration "you wanna help me. Some random dude you met on the beach" Renwick opens his eyes, and they flash open to show some unreadable emotion "and you yell at him." If he had arms...

Well he'd be lifting them above his head right now. "Said dude can be confused and pissed and lost. Cause he don't know where he is" he went slowly on "but the girl, she's a local. So either you got lady balls for screaming at some stranger or you're just stupid."

He squints. "And I don't like callin' pretty girls stupid."