He bristles at the word like she just told him something much, much worse. Like, she told him his tail wasn't fluffy or that he wasn't good in a fight. His face contorts in shock, but he also blushes a little. Dylas is thankful again that he's tall, because it means he can point his head a little higher and hope that will be the end of that.
"Most men don't want to be called little," he corrects her, starting to walk now that she's caught up. "Wait. I'm the one protecting you, alright? It's not the other way around." He wasn't even going to admit to that second part until his own protection was brought up.
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He bristles at the word like she just told him something much, much worse. Like, she told him his tail wasn't fluffy or that he wasn't good in a fight. His face contorts in shock, but he also blushes a little. Dylas is thankful again that he's tall, because it means he can point his head a little higher and hope that will be the end of that.
"Most men don't want to be called little," he corrects her, starting to walk now that she's caught up. "Wait. I'm the one protecting you, alright? It's not the other way around." He wasn't even going to admit to that second part until his own protection was brought up.