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Ambrosi slowed next to him. He looked anxiously over his shoulder, but they were far enough away for now. But soon the guards would come out with cars and bikes. A stinging pain made him look down at his torso. Blood dripped from a graze, making the boy blink. When had he gotten shot? He moved closer to Kayl, putting himself between the squirrel and the building. "Can your masculine identity handle you being carried by a man?" He asked, half mocking. He wouldn't normally bring up someone's sexuality - but now he wanted to push Kayl to prove himself. A member who was uncomfortably being close to someone could be troublesome.