Sabretooth kept his eyes on Baird as he cleaned his mess and exited the kitchen. The blonde waited until the human was out of earshot, and then addressed the goddess.
“…Are we gonna have a problem, sugar? You been lookin’ at me like yer’ itchin’ ta’ rumble. If that’s what’cha want, I’d be happy ta’ oblige... Just name th’ place.”
Creed’s voice sharpened. “But if yer’ expectin’ me ta’ go bonkers unprovoked an’ at th’ drop of a dime, think again. I’m in one hell of a better mood now that that fuckin’ noose is offa’ me!”
Don’t think fer’ a second though that just cause it’s off, I’m gonna pretend like it never happened. Count yer’ blessings while ya’ can; payback’s gonna be a bitch!
He made his way towards the refrigerator a second time and grabbed two beers. The man ripped the caps from the bottles – and let them drop on the floor – and offered one of them to Storm.