Oh no! ...anyway...

Tyrian frowned thoughtfully as she mentioned ‘how men could be’. It was a bit backward and suggested that Sirius was of the hyper masculine but ultimately fragile variety; the sort to build their reputation and identity on their machismo. The problem was that if you built yourself up on one little facet like that it became like a spindle upon which the rest of you could only teeter. It was a weakness he liked to see in a rival and it lined up with Sirius’ behavior so far.

Tyrian scoffed lightly at her attempt to defend her alpha’s actions and then groaned, “Let’s not talk politics, there has to be a safer topic to discuss. Like…oh fuck I don’t know, religion or…” he waved his apple as he tried to come up with something as unsavory as religion. “Cannibalism.” He understood she was just trying to do her job but it bothered him a little and it took everything he had not to unload on her. She didn’t deserve his ire even if she was defending a fragile man unworthy of her effort; which was the opinion Tyrian was forming. He would do his best not to snap at her as she had done for him over his repeated unsavory teasing. But he was only going to warn her off it once. His brother had gotten hurt and Tyrian’s manners could only hold back so much of his anger.