[She probably hears (and feels) him before he says anything. In fact, she's already turned around, hands on her hips as she prepares for the full breadth of his imposing height. At least they're not arguing with one another. The crying is a bit annoying but... at least the middle head is quiet about it.]
What do you want? [There's a sharpness to her voice, but she isn't entirely trying to chase him off. She's curious. And... maybe a little amused with how Razlo seems to be pouting.] Let me guess, the big freak wants to be insulted again, right? That seems like his thing.
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What do you want? [There's a sharpness to her voice, but she isn't entirely trying to chase him off. She's curious. And... maybe a little amused with how Razlo seems to be pouting.] Let me guess, the big freak wants to be insulted again, right? That seems like his thing.