Corbin's words made Yuri's outstretched hand freeze instantly, his face turning painfully awkward.
He glanced at Luna, then at Corbin, gave a couple of awkward chuckles, withdrew his hand, and scratched his nose. "Uh, Luna, you should have Corbin help you with that. I—I just remembered the barbecue's about to burn, gotta check it first."
Before he finished speaking, he was already up and gone, moving so fast he looked like a wolf was chasing him.
Luna: "..."
Watching Yuri flee like his life depended on it, Luna's mouth twitched hard.
Is that dog man really so terrifying? Look how terrified he is.
She turned her gaze to Corbin, pretending to be weak, and said, "Corbin, my stomach hurts so bad, can you take a look?"
Corbin folded his arms, looked downward at her, and sneered, "Don't you have healing abilities? You can't cure your own stomachache?"
