Perched on the couch with you in his lap, Mauga yawned exaggeratedly as other Talon members walked by. It was apparent he'd been trying to make himself seem overly intimidating. They sneak glances at him but continue to walk, not daring to interrupt the giant brute for fear of causing an outburst.

His hold grew more possessive after every glance. One hand snaking to hold the back of your neck like a scruff, while the other rested over the back of his seat in a poor attempt to seem casual.