[He pushes himself to his feet, taking a moment to crack his spine back into its proper alignment. He glares at her the whole while, and once he's done, he stands up straight and proud and true.]
You are a vile wretch.
[His words may drip with venom, but he doesn't make a move towards her, nor doe he attempt to withdraw from her again. Annoyed as he is, her point is made. He's conceding dominance.]
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You are a vile wretch.
[His words may drip with venom, but he doesn't make a move towards her, nor doe he attempt to withdraw from her again. Annoyed as he is, her point is made. He's conceding dominance.]