[There sure was a moment there when Badou saw, not his life flash before his eyes, but a very different dog experience flashes through his head-- he can taste blood where he bites his lip so hard to distract himself-- to distract himself from doing anything incredibly fucking stupid.
Thankfully Giovanni releases him, and for a moment his head feels fuzzy, doesn't register toppling into a nearby chair while Heine's FUCKING BROTHER leaves.
If any chatter in this fine establishment had stopped during this little game (unlikely), it sure starts back up. Like nothing happened. After a moment:]
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Thankfully Giovanni releases him, and for a moment his head feels fuzzy, doesn't register toppling into a nearby chair while Heine's FUCKING BROTHER leaves.
If any chatter in this fine establishment had stopped during this little game (unlikely), it sure starts back up. Like nothing happened. After a moment:]
Fuck you too, you brother complex!