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He lifts his attention to her approach, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? You're hurt by my remark, then? I didn't take you to be someone of such sensitive nature." Whether she was hurt or not, he internally stamps her feelings as such and therefore, disregards them. His posture adjusts and he stands taller. Her company called for his focus, especially if she was angered. Even someone as self absorbed as himself could see she was dangerous if she wanted to be. 

"You have my respect, though it only runs so far, you see. Is that an issue to you?~" 

"Lament, then—for I do not deal in half measures."

The serpent's presence retreats, the space she had occupied feeling distinctly vacant, as if something precious had been snatched away.

"When fate deigns we meet again, I will ask you the same question, necromancer."