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Adolfius paused as he heard Poppy call out his name his black eyes still cold. When she mentioned his brothers grave he smirked, “My brother grave you say? Study up a bit more next time Poppy. My dear Brother doesn’t have a grave. Nice Acting though. Maybe you should try that on Dorthea or Belle. I am sure if you compliment Belle over and over she will give up her land.” He commented. “As for the truce… if you were sincere I’d take it, but seeing your track record with me, I highly doubt you are. Stay out of my land Poppy.” He told her as a warning. “Plus you seem to be living just fine, your coat proved that to me, you are well fed and can take care of yourself. As for helping me with my business… no, I like working solo.” He commented.

He turned to her a smirk on his face, “But thanks for saying you are sorry about my brothers’ death. Even if you’re insincere about it.” He told her as he shifted the weight of the bag again. “Now then I have to sell this.” He said as he patted the bag. “Same time tomorrow?” he asked her, wondering if she was gonna bother him tomorrow. He respected Poppy as an enemy, he did have honor like that. For example if she was about to be run over by a car in her cat form he’d help her…. Or laugh about it, he didn’t know which, it rightly depended on his mood. He frowned as he heard a car hit a building and saw a girl run out to another mangy cat. He turned to Poppy, “A friend of yours?” he asked her calmly, the cat was… strange it didn’t smell normal. He watched as the cat ran off a weird grin on its face.