[He bites his finger, torn between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand, he doesn't want to be annhilated, but on the other he doesn't want to apologise if he doesn't have to, because a) people are nearby to witness his humiliation, and b) there's no way Gabriel wouldn't make him eat dirt every time they talk from now on.
He looks up warily to see how wrathful he looks]
You were rude first.
[He's ready to either fling himself away or hastily kowtow]
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He looks up warily to see how wrathful he looks]
You were rude first.
[He's ready to either fling himself away or hastily kowtow]