[Rin's expression falls into flat annoyance, blue eyes rolling back to look at the man as if he had just spit in the teen's soup and told him to eat it.

Really?

Is this the hill you want to die on, Berkut? Is it?]

If you want me to bite you, you just gotta ask.

[Tail twitching again, angry cat-like.]

You done judgin' me for no fuckin' reason or do I gotta go inside until you leave?