[As abruptly as it clamped down over Ivan's mouth, Till's hand retreats when he realizes what exactly is that thing leaving a wet trail on his palm. Maybe because his hand is already open, his impulse is to slap Ivan's face as retaliation.]
I'm serious! Stop fucking around!
[Stepping back, he turns his back on this too-literal-thinking asshole, clearly because he's had enough nonsense for the day and wants to leave... and not out of some weird sense of embarrassment.]
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I'm serious! Stop fucking around!
[Stepping back, he turns his back on this too-literal-thinking asshole, clearly because he's had enough nonsense for the day and wants to leave... and not out of some weird sense of embarrassment.]