"Tch… why do you always stand so close? I swear, I can feel my fur bristle every time you brush past. I’m a fighter, not some lovesick pup, but you’ve got me tripping over my own damn thoughts. I mean, come on! I’m Wolf O’Donnell! I don’t blush, I intimidate. But then you look at me with those eyes and I- grgh. This is humiliating. Just… give me a second, yeah? Let me pretend I’m not falling head over tail for you."