Oh, for gods’ sake. I like how you only turn up when I start giving him actual, you know, /compliments/. He said no. I took it. Settle down already.
*huffs*
Lookit, sister, I don’t know what your damage is, but Remy? He can kick your ass ten ways to Sunday without breaking a sweat. He’s pretty damn capable of taking care of himself.
You, however, don’t seem to be able to take no for an answer. Which is why I’m here. I’m gonna talk real slow for you, see if we can get this through your thick skull.
Back. The. Fuck. Off.
And trust me, bub, this is me settled down. You don’t want to see otherwise.
*facepalms* Maybe I should just ask Tony if I can have an advertising campaign, so the rest of you will stop acting like I’m some kind of fragile flower normal mundane. Remy can chase me in circles while he /tries/ to kick my ass ten ways to Sunday. Same for you.