Jag clenched his teeth to stop himself from using that supposedly sharp tongue then and there. He counted to ten before he felt able not to snap at Val. "So you can defend yourself, and I can snark at danger until it guts me," he muttered, once he was. "Wicked."
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Date: 2015-11-03 02:10 am (UTC)