"AWARE OF THAT," he snaps. "But to call a motherfucker's ownself by name of the holy spits of misunderstanding at the the two. IT'S A HERESY." His voice is a solid 'don't pry, don't fucking go there'.

He stops circling and looks her over, head to toe, weighing it in his mind. He tilts his head. "You asking cahoots? THOUGHT AT A DRAGON DIDN'T UP AND SHARE."