[ Oh goodness, Garrus is being awfully cute. A bit bullheaded in the face of teenage stupidity, but Noh-Varr can imagine that whatever Turian teenagers are like, Hibari's temperament is foreign. (He suspects that no matter the species, Hibari's temperament is its own animal.)
He exchanges a long-suffering look with Vriska. ]
Tell your boyfriend to lay off, or I'm going to sit him down and have a long and difficult talk about intentions. And shotguns. That's what they do on Earth, isn't it?
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He exchanges a long-suffering look with Vriska. ]
Tell your boyfriend to lay off, or I'm going to sit him down and have a long and difficult talk about intentions. And shotguns. That's what they do on Earth, isn't it?