[ well he was going to be calm but the snatching sets him off again so he elbows one arm off him while grabbing the other arm's wrist and gripping it as tight as he can. ]
[Also wow. Richie huffs, coming to his feet and dusting himself off. He does see a glasses-shaped smear nearby, but his first instinct is still to extend a hand to the kid.]
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Get your hands off me!
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You tackled me. You tried to get your teeth in my shoulder.
[He doesn't get to be indignant??
But he'll release him, with a light push in a bid for freedom. He wants to have faith this is some incredible misunderstanding, because WHAT.]
What's gotten into you?
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[Deadpanning. Please child. There must be more to it than that, especially considering the batshit approach.
He cards a hand through his hair and squints around.]
You see where my glasses ended up?
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[ the real answer is he had the bite drink but he's also just the kind of person who does personally believe this
anyway he is completely unbothered about richie's missing glasses ]
Nope. [ pops the p ]
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[Also wow. Richie huffs, coming to his feet and dusting himself off. He does see a glasses-shaped smear nearby, but his first instinct is still to extend a hand to the kid.]
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[ SLAPS HIS HAND AWAY and gets up by himself! he doesn't need your help!!!! ]