[He may not know exactly what this boy means by many of the things he says, but he's more than capable of recognizing tone regardless. So he's aware he's being toyed with, talked down to, even if he doesn't quite understand the wording of the jibes.
He glares, and small and pretty though he is he's surprisingly capable of looking dangerous when he needs to.]
That is not [he snaps, fangs flashing in the yellowish diner light] 'my thing.'
[If anything, it's denial of contact with the incredibly attractive fantasy nun that does it for him, but that's nothing Kavinsky needs to know.]
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He glares, and small and pretty though he is he's surprisingly capable of looking dangerous when he needs to.]
That is not [he snaps, fangs flashing in the yellowish diner light] 'my thing.'
[If anything, it's denial of contact with the incredibly attractive fantasy nun that does it for him, but that's nothing Kavinsky needs to know.]