thanks for the reviews guys ;w;
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"What? No thanks for saving your hide?"
The human stands tense in the corner of Benny's eyes. He's dirty, run ragged from the continuous hunt, and his hand curls oh so tightly around the blade in his hand.
"Sure," he starts, gesturing the weapon," I won't shove this up your ass."
Classy, Benny thinks, curtailing a smirk.