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Internally Felix was torn between anguish at his inability to control himself and anger at this woman talking to him like a child. He [i]hated[/i] people thinking he was a child just because he was short. Well, there was also his youthful appearance, but could he help it if none of his compatriots bothered to take care of their skin?

Wrenching his hand out of her grasp with strength that belied his small size, he moved away from the woman who was being so sanctimonious about everything.

[color=f7941d]"Well, I'm so [i]terribly[/i] sorry that I'm not a [i]proper[/i] gentleman."[/color] Felix responded, [color=f7941d]"But unlike [i]some[/i] people I prefer action over meaningless words. As for 'rushing about like a madman', I was merely using the most expeditious method so that I could check out the library at my university before the start of lectures. I'm [i]so[/i] sorry that you are more obsessed with acting like a proper lady of a bygone age that you'd stop someone you barely know to berate them like their mother. Sadly, I can't stay to indulge your delusional view of the world, for I have more important things to do."[/color]

Saying that, he darted off even faster than before, looking remarkably content as he ran. For he was as a fox, and the city was his forest.