[littl3chocobo]

it was far enough off that that it did not even register on the screen as a shot but he did not care. as angry as he was before the tone and press of pyce was enough that he immediately lost any wish to fight and instead only wanted to lean forward and get a rise out of the other then take turns against the brightly-lit console. growling again, this time with wanton intentions he let one hand drop to the one at the crook of his thigh, "i missed...."