"Which, I have to point out is fucking perfect," Carmilla said, handing over the lunch, taking a stance that would be easy to change into punching the kid's face in if he tried anything. Judging from how thing he was, she wouldn't even have to let loose with the toxins.
"My command of English, anyway. And who you are is kinda my damn business," she said to Doug.
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