[The bite at least gets something of a flustered grunt out of him. Alright, lick the ashes from his mouth while you're at it, why don't you?
He takes a step back as well, the cigarette burnt out to the butt now. Flamebringer isn't one to throw the butts on the ground, and instead incinerates the rest to ash with a small fire in his palm. The ashes fly free on the wind, and then he pivots on his heel, facing away from Wolfwood and jamming his hands into his pockets.]
Come to the tat shop again sometime. Let me add to that piece on your arm.
[If Wolfwood had wanted something to represent his partners, well, wouldn't he want a more permanent reminder of the mark Flamebringer's left on him, too?
Maybe this is sort of like a promise.
He pulls his hand out of his pocket and gives Wolfwood a wave over the shoulder.]
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He takes a step back as well, the cigarette burnt out to the butt now. Flamebringer isn't one to throw the butts on the ground, and instead incinerates the rest to ash with a small fire in his palm. The ashes fly free on the wind, and then he pivots on his heel, facing away from Wolfwood and jamming his hands into his pockets.]
Come to the tat shop again sometime. Let me add to that piece on your arm.
[If Wolfwood had wanted something to represent his partners, well, wouldn't he want a more permanent reminder of the mark Flamebringer's left on him, too?
Maybe this is sort of like a promise.
He pulls his hand out of his pocket and gives Wolfwood a wave over the shoulder.]
Don't get killed, sheygets. See ya later.