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Just as he had expected she retorted with some imbecile and childish thing and Helotes just kept the half-lidded grin on his face. To him, she was just making herself seem more and more stupid. But he let her have her way, her insults falling on completely uncaring ears as she turned back to Zana and began speaking with her. Behind her back Helotes struck a feminine pose mirroring hers and mouthed along with her as she spoke, except mimicking her actions to a ridiculous degree. After that became old he pretended to vomit behind her, all the while remaining silent.
It was obvious she was just trying to rile Zana up, and Helotes hoping that his jester-like actions would send the message to his cousin to take the high road and ignore her sister’s venom. There was no need for a strong woman like Zana to let her siblings qualms get under her skin, the stupid wolf bitch was obviously just doing it for attention, or conflict or something. Helotes really hated women like this, petty and cattish; he preferred strong women with a good head on their shoulders.
She then however said something that did bristle his hackles; she suggested in her statement that Zana did not belong, and this caused his stomach to go sour. He growled low and threateningly, his eyes like fire, You push the limits... he said in a dangerous whisper.