Now almost fully morphed, Marco flapped his wings wildly. The osprey's instincts didn't like being held like this, and right now, with Sakura kinda freaking him out a little, Marco wasn't really a fan of it either.
<I'm sorry!> He cried. <I thought...I didn't know, alright?!> And what the hell was her 'hoping this would mean something' supposed to mean?! Marco wasn't one for the whole 'falling madly in love' crap either. And he sure as hell wouldn't say he loved her. But he liked her, and that was something, right? What the hell was this? Did she even like him at all?
Had she just gone and said yes when she really wanted to say no?
<Look, you obviously don't want me here, okay?> he said, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice. <So can you just let me go?!> He struggled harder, trying to twist out of her grip. Except even if he was smaller and more fragile right now, he still had a beak and talons, and Sakura could very well end up with a few gashes in the process.
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<I'm sorry!> He cried. <I thought...I didn't know, alright?!> And what the hell was her 'hoping this would mean something' supposed to mean?! Marco wasn't one for the whole 'falling madly in love' crap either. And he sure as hell wouldn't say he loved her. But he liked her, and that was something, right? What the hell was this? Did she even like him at all?
Had she just gone and said yes when she really wanted to say no?
<Look, you obviously don't want me here, okay?> he said, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice. <So can you just let me go?!> He struggled harder, trying to twist out of her grip. Except even if he was smaller and more fragile right now, he still had a beak and talons, and Sakura could very well end up with a few gashes in the process.