"Tch,"

He clicked his tongue, irritated.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Having earlier slammed Barnaby's face into pavement and having a fight, you were there to interrupt and force Wally to get some help.. He had bitten your hands more than once already as you were wiping the blood off his busted lower lip and his bloodied nose. Fighting someone bigger than him wasn't a good idea, but he's too prideful to admit that.

"He deserved it. Every inch, every second," He mused as he glanced away, shoving your hand back to steal the green apple sucker you had in your mouth, stuffing it into his own and getting the stick of it slightly bloody from his lip.

Barnaby had insulted you. Something rather stupid, all he had said was that the outfit you wore looked stupid, and he snapped.. Of course, you didn't know that. You just thought he was in a bad mood and went rage mode like always.

"Also..." He looked you up and down, and he gave a small scoff.

"Your outfit looks stupid."

Only he could insult you like this. It was a privilege.