[Oh. Oh, this is really happening, isn't it? The defiant look drops way for...mostly confusion, really. He'd expected a bad mood, but he hadn't expected an actual, honest to God, threat.
His eyes flicker towards the duffel bag he left at the side of the rink.]
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His eyes flicker towards the duffel bag he left at the side of the rink.]
Are you for real?