*”I’m not going to start a fight, Desiree… he’s holding a baby. That would be callous and ignorant. I am however, going to kill him. Later. Or at least pull on his ears!”* Rhyderi snorted as he stood over Kalysto, looking about as intimidating and angry as he could muster.
“What the hell did you do?” He snorted. “You tranquillised me and I woke up in your house. I don’t remember anything.”
“An eye for an eye?” Kalysto looked up at Rhyderi, coldly smirking. “You’re the one who knocked ME out to see the mark on my leg, yes?” He chuckled.
Rhyderi was about to protest, but shut his mouth again. He couldn’t think of a comeback to that.