[Evil Tink]

"I am not a dog, Holden." He remained a slight scowl on his face, "So don't take that tone with me." He sighed,opening his eyes as he looked at Holden, "He can see me clearly from here..he can paint me from right here if he wants." It was obvious something was bothering Solomon, but whether or not he'd elaborate if asked was not so clear. After a moment, he stood, "I'll be back..." And he walked out, taking his crabby attitude with him.