[ The daemon, whose fault none of this is, gets Rafa's hand running along its fur. Then his umbreon Jessie takes exception, and trots up to investigate the newcomer. Rafa focuses on Vex, his brows furrowing into a frown. He closes the door behind him and steps close, reaching up to snag those sunglasses off. He'll hardly have need of them in this well-shaded room. ]
Well? You wanted it to be in person.
[ He's riled up, clearly. Now that he's not on video, the tension rolling through Rafa's shoulders is easy to see. ]
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Well? You wanted it to be in person.
[ He's riled up, clearly. Now that he's not on video, the tension rolling through Rafa's shoulders is easy to see. ]
Did you believe what you said to him, or not?