[ That response, gracious as it is, just makes the heat in Hellboy's face feel more intense, his frown deepening as he realises he's said the wrong thing. He narrows his eyes at Anduin, then lets out a short breath and shifts in his seat, sliding out of the booth and hauling himself to his feet. ]
Look, I oughta go. Thanks for the company. Sorry for the.. everything else.
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Look, I oughta go. Thanks for the company. Sorry for the.. everything else.