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Tyrion nodded as Wendy answered his question. Before he could comment the beautiful girl leaned on him, blush starting to creep up his cheeks. It wasn't till after her hip bounced off his, that Coyote recovered his voice. 

[color=#81613c]"You know Trin. Stubborn as possible and…"[/color] Ty shrugged. [Color=#81613c]"She'd never forgive herself if she patted some poor cop on the shoulder too hard."[/color]

Ty knew that part of his twin still felt bad about the bed she destroyed when she 'flowered'. Going too hard and accidentally hurting anything would ruin his sister. She'd second guess everything she planned from that point forward. 

And Tyrion couldn't let that happen any more than he could wear the Two Bears name and not try to make the world a better place. Couldn't follow his father and grandfather's footsteps into the military (yet) and lacked his sister's talents. So fighting crime was how he would do it, for now. 

Before he could say anything further the sound of the door sliding open grabbed his attention. [Color=#81613c]"Speak of the devil."[/color] He said with a smirk.