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[Twinwolf]

Aiko, at this point expecting sudden interruptions- third time's the charm and there's already been two- isn't as surprised as one might expect from the sudden appearance of a (probably notably larger than her) wolf-girl. She waves politely, seems confused at the mention of a tail for a brief instant before remembering again, but then Junko stood up before she could say anything.

[SOLDIER First]

Lyndon glances between her stomach and her face, once, smile never dropping.

"Is this where I hug you?"

[Chevaleresse]

"No, this is where you throw your best punch!"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Cynthia moves her chair back a little not wanting to get somehow hit.

[SOLDIER First]

"I'm more of a stabbing man that anything, but I suppose I'll make an exception."

Lyndon proceeds to wind up and slam his fist into Junko. He's better than most men, but certainly no Andebert.

"Y-... You're... tougher than you look, miss..."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

...3...2..1 he's gonna go flying..."

[SOLDIER First]

"Er, what?"

[Chevaleresse]

"Tougher than I look? I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or be offended! I thought I looked plenty tough." She gives the barest hint of a pout, with Lyndon's punch having shifted her back slightly. She swings back at the center of his chest.

[SOLDIER First]

Lyndon opens his mouth to respond immediately prior to Junko slamming into his stomach, so they are treated to the pleasant "whoosh" of his breath (and probably life essence) exiting thereafter, and he proceeds to fall to his knees, doubled over.

[Chevaleresse]

_{"Wow, city folks really are as squishy as they say.} You gonna be alright?"

[SOLDIER First]

Thirty seconds pass. Lyndon then springs upright and superficially dusts off his cloak.

"Absolutely, miss. You have an amazing arm, though.
And, to answer your question, I meant no offense. I forgot you can't judge a book by its cover very well any more..."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Cynthia stares openly her mouth falling open in shock.

[Chevaleresse]

"...If you say so. Even that elf was up after a few seconds, though. Thanks for the compliment, by the way." She sits back down.

[SOLDIER First]

Lyndon smiles pleasantly. One tear graces his cheek.

"I am in incredible pain."

He sits as well and downs a hearty swig from the mug.

[Chevaleresse]

Junko felt a strange mixture of pride and guilt at the man's words. "Uh, do you want me to grab you some jerky, or somethin'?"