Diego narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees as he glanced at Ivy. “Is he joking? That almost seemed like he was being funny.” Ivy chuckled. “He’s kind of a smart ass.” Ketahn snapped his gaze to Ivy and clicked his mandible fangs together. “I told you do not call me what poop comes from, female.” Callie choked and coughed, spitting out a small chunk of food she must have inhaled. “What?” Ivy grinned. “Lost in translation kind of thing.”
