[ There's something sticky on the inside of his arm, but he tries not to think about it as he heads over to Dimitri. It's still pretty noisy despite the late hour, traffic rushing by on the main roads, music from the nearby club, so he tries to focus his hearing for the heavy steps of their thugs.
... Though he has no idea how he's supposed to tell their footsteps from anyone else's. He's not a werewolf. ]
Keeping you out of trouble, apparently.
[ He fixes Dimitri with a frown, unsatisfied by his answer. ]
That could've gone really badly for you, you know.
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... Though he has no idea how he's supposed to tell their footsteps from anyone else's. He's not a werewolf. ]
Keeping you out of trouble, apparently.
[ He fixes Dimitri with a frown, unsatisfied by his answer. ]
That could've gone really badly for you, you know.