His eyes opened wide as he half laughed and half choked. "Why are you glad about that?" And after a half second pause, he added indignantly, "And why do you need guts to talk to me!"
Who was this girl, anyway! He may be an ass on certain days of the week, depending on his robe color and fellow conversationalist's temperament, but he certainly wasn't terrifying. And it's not even like there was the excuse of being a Hit Wizard back then either! This was almost insulting. He was probably the friendliest person he knew.
Well, okay, that was a blatant lie. And he certainly didn't think she had any reason to think he was overly-friendly.
Aw, cripes.
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