It wasn’t that Sasha needed someone to think that the tatzelwurm was real. He didn’t. He really, really, didn’t, and he didn’t need this stranger to think it especially. But on a bad day, hearing that it’s just stories and crosses the line and being called a thing? He turned slowly, staring at the man with a glare that could peel paint from the wall, crumble the drywall, and then bring the house down. For some reason, the fact that he didn’t get to glare down for once didn’t help in the least.
There was a moment of heavy silence and then he turned fully toward him, taking a deep, angry breath. “What the fuck exactly makes you think that an otter can have a duck bill and venom and a cat with a fucking snake tail is out of the goddamn question?” He was moving forward without really thinking, but he was already pretty close to begin with. He was pushing the man back, forcing himself into his space and again irritated that he wasn’t towering over him. “You’re chill with a whale that has a horn on it’s face that science has no idea what they use it for, but something that fucking goes bump in the night can’t be real?”
It felt like Adrian’s heart was about to burst out of his chest form fear of this guy’s passion for fairytales. He wasn’t looking for a fight in the slightest, he usually found that people would shrug him off and say “Well, lets agree to disagree,” or even something along the lines of “Alright, sure whatever, you’re wrong but whatever,” but this was the first time he talked about something so clearly fake that someone got almost literally up in arms. He also turned, just wanting to be able to put his arms up to defend himself form him and take a step away from him. “Alright, so you don’t agree with me. That’s fine, but there’s no reason to get hypercritical.”
For whatever reason though, his mouth blurted out what could have been the worst thing at that moment before his mind could tell him, ‘Shut up you idiot, you’re about to get beaten into the ground,’ which was, unfortunately a common occurrence. “But I will say that a reptile and a mammal’s biology just doesn’t mix like that.” He bit his tongue from continuing on from that point.
It didn’t take more than a second for someone to come between them. The short blond man that had taken his order and hadn’t given him the time of day for trying to strike up the same conversation. Funny though, he thought he’d just seen him on the other side of the counter. His arms grabbed onto the shoulders of the taller man, shaking him into place and returning the glare with icy blue eyes. “Go upstairs, Sasha. Kano wants to talk to you.” He gestured to the back door with his nose, urging him out of the situation.
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