[Chocosholmes seems aghast at Gina's declaration! Rather, it makes a half-turn towards her as it leans back, melted arms angled outward slightly. Close enough. While van Zieks is never without the sword by his side, he doesn't draw it. He does, however, raise a gloved hand that soon manifests a frosty mist between his curled fingers, his scowl deepening.]
It shall soon regret laying a hand on my coat.
[He doesn't particularly care if it's actually a danger to anybody. Its existence is just awful, and needs to be put down.]
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[Chocosholmes seems aghast at Gina's declaration! Rather, it makes a half-turn towards her as it leans back, melted arms angled outward slightly. Close enough. While van Zieks is never without the sword by his side, he doesn't draw it. He does, however, raise a gloved hand that soon manifests a frosty mist between his curled fingers, his scowl deepening.]
It shall soon regret laying a hand on my coat.
[He doesn't particularly care if it's actually a danger to anybody. Its existence is just awful, and needs to be put down.]