Pressing the tips of his fingers to his temple, he sighs. “I just think–” He doesn’t get a chance to finish the sentence before Blonde-Shell whips Deck around on the spot, taking his hand in hers and before he even realizes what’s going on, she nicks the skin. As blood softly pools from the cut, she sweeps it up with two fingers and rubs it over one side of his face. “Nobody touches you but me Fairy, got that?” Her muffled voice has an element of
