[that snarl is almost enough to make Oswald jerk back and bolt--and he does lean back just slightly for the briefest of a fraction of a second, before his expression morphs into something like a hurt pout]
Really now. It's not as bad as it looks.
[he sniffs, sticking his nose in the air] You could've just said you're not hungry.
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Really now. It's not as bad as it looks.
[he sniffs, sticking his nose in the air] You could've just said you're not hungry.