CLEARLY.

        the visit to the PUB  was  merely a   scope out  -   simply to investigate if there were any benefits from its existence.     not to mention,   the primary customers were wolves - which meant that sooner or later,   a certain   scarred youngster would probably make his appearance at said bar.                      & he’d be waiting for him.

                 it isn’t often that he  visits without a   bodyguard  or two.    the very same gazelle features that he is so PROUD of  will be the death of him if he is not careful. & yet, here he is, without bodyguards or mask.    it’ll take some quick thinking to get out of the bad graces of the BEAST in front of him.              hmm.

‘ CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF, I AM NOT HERE TO FIGHT, ‘ words attempt to placate in that feline CROON .                 ‘ I’M JUST HERE TO INQUIRE ABOUT A FRIEND OF MINE. ‘         ugh, the  mention of a friend made him want to vomit.

The Shishigumi: We can explain.

   the    comment    isn’t     one    he hears often.      most people have the good common COURTESY not to irritate the hybrid’s ire,    but clearly  the other is either  CLUELESS, or has the balls of a god.                            he’s betting on the former.

           either way a  sharp   SILENCE   has plunged the meeting  into  something reminiscent of  the intro of a horror movie .    melon’s feline pupils focus on the glass of sake he’s pouring , filling the shot glass to the brim before sliding it over to the other male, before pouring himself a glass.            alcohol barely affects him ,   but  perhaps that isn’t the case with the other ---      & he knows better than anyone what a loose tongue is capable of giving, information wise.