[ he gives a faint screech when she tackles him, automatically raising his hands defensively-- not that he does anything to actively stop her. the result is an awkward pin of a hug, and though he allows her the first ten seconds he's struggling to get out of it soon enough. ]
Get off, you're disgusting! [ he hisses, baring his teeth at her. ] What's wrong with you?
shut up
Get off, you're disgusting! [ he hisses, baring his teeth at her. ] What's wrong with you?