He shrugged. “I’d find someone, maybe Armin.” His response was a joke, though he looked away. “Perhaps maybe I’ll simply let a few rabid cats loose on you. That might work.”
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The younger raised a hand to his chest, over his heart. "That hurts me, y'know." he smirked at Marco with his following comment. "Cats are terrible creatures. They can't stand me so I'm sure that'd work best."











