[His fingers close around the rejected ration, but he doesn't remove his gaze from Jin, fixing him with the bitchiest look he can muster. And considering that his resting face is enough to make others wonder what he's so mad about, this is some serious stank eye.]
Fine, I guess this is mine now.
[In not an entirely gentle manner he nudges the pack, which he had set on the ground, toward the other man.]
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Fine, I guess this is mine now.
[In not an entirely gentle manner he nudges the pack, which he had set on the ground, toward the other man.]
Pick out your own damn food then, princess.