[Clive didn't enjoy being laughed at or having someone possibly laugh at him. Worse yet, it was Elza who was making it all possible and seemed to be enjoying every moment of it too. His glare only darkened as he looked between the two, not enjoying the thought of being part of some personal joke between the two.
He shifted at the indication that he was shy, removing himself from her contact and stepping away. One hand settled on one of his pistols not entirely as an idle threat.]
Get lost, woman. I don't have time for your nonsense, nor am I interested in being some personal joke.
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He shifted at the indication that he was shy, removing himself from her contact and stepping away. One hand settled on one of his pistols not entirely as an idle threat.]
Get lost, woman. I don't have time for your nonsense, nor am I interested in being some personal joke.