Sam massaged his temples, a headache suddenly appearing. The phrase 'locked away' sort of sealed the deal for him right there. No fucking way would that tiger allow himself to be kept in a cage, not even if the bars were made of plutonium. And he didn't really want everyone to know that he was a danger to humankind just yet anyway. "Yeah...yeah, maybe..." he said tiredly, knocking back the rest of the alcohol. "I sort of don't want everyone to know." It was stupid, he knew, but why should he announce that he was dangerous? "I'll figure something out," Sam promised, pushing away the completely nauseous feeling that overcame him - not due to the alcohol either.
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