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She was bleeding. The hybrid looked at her with concern, but she didn’t seem too broken up about the event. In fact, Ezra was disappointed with her response. Ezra didn’t need to help her out, she probably could have taken the large brute on her own. Or so she thought. Maybe his meddling was unwanted by the silver female. Either way, the optime man inched closer to the woman, intending to check out her wounds. She was now hurt, and he fully intended to do as much as he could, even if she didn't want it.
When she asked him a question, the hybrid was unsure of how to respond. “I heard the conversation, and thought you needed help. Or are you not the type to be a damsel in distress?” he said jokingly. Ever would have been just as embarrassed if Ezra saved her like that. A ghost of a scowl hung on his lips, pursed in thought about the peculiar other gender.
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