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Her attempt was to frighten him, wasn’t it? She thought she was a big bad wolf, granted he had to be careful around every Ghoul in this city because he knew nothing about them. But he had seen worse experienced worse. All she managed to do was some unsavory and unhygienic lick of his cheek.

She really knew nothing about him. So the bitch had nothing really to use against him. He just stared at her, and smiled delightfully as if none of it he paid mind to. One day he’d cut her tongue off for doing that to him.

“Thank you so much for all your help,” he said innocently and sweetly, “You’ve been most kind.” Something about Travis expression made him roll his eyes internally and he grabbed Travis’ hand. With a sweet sickly innocent he said, “Shall we?”

He paused, “You promise to show me all the wonderful hot spots, right?”