He wanted to hit that lopsided grin. Badly and hard. Right in the middle of that grinning face. It irked him to know that he had so easily allowed for the red-head to get under his skin so quickly and get a rise out of him, the other clearly enjoying even if he was waving his hands out in defeat. Narrowing his eyes he settled for glaring suspiciously at Strel rather then voicing his thoughts; a rare show of maturity from the lad who had yet to master the skill of holding his tongue. Stepping closer to Damini he listened to his ex-uncle's response to his given insult, although truthfully the Nishant called everyone older then him 'old, grandpa' or anything along such lines without much thought, not from an intended insult of any kind.
Puffing his cheeks out a little he crossed thinning arms over his chest, muscles along his maw growing tense as he held back his anger. Of all the things, he'd left his home and come to this foreign pack upon this males request to be insulted and then laughed at and he was stood there taking it. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up and try not to die of a heart attack grandpa.” breathing out heavily through his nose he snorted his disgust at his elders behaviour, trying his up-most best to play the part of the bigger and more mature part.
“Will you stop sticking your nose in my business already. I've eaten, nosy git” he spat out, Damini startling slightly at the rise in his voice, pale hands instantly running over the mares neck to reassure her. Honestly he'd tried to eat some, but after having eaten so little for so long his stomach hadn't agreed and it seemed to do more damage then good to start eating more, as was the conclusion the lad had reached with little to know knowledge in medicine.
Trailing behind his uncle he followed in a sulking manner, eyes fixed on the ground even as he lead the two horses, opting for silence rather then granting the other an response of which he could laugh at. Although when he was asked for his preference he shrugged his shoulders quickly, “Not fussed. Meat is meat; whether it's cooked or bloody it's still just a dead animal” pausing he looked up to the other, opening his mouth to speak and closing it, repeating the action twice before he found the words he wanted to voice. “How far to this hotel?”
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