[ His fuzzy brow scrunches up in confusion as she denies their (very) brief history. The fuck? He hadn't actually done anything to this kid. This isn't a situation he's used to being in. Usually, Beetlejuice is quite guilty. ]
[ Then the little stab about his height gets his feathers ruffling. His hair becomes threaded through with red and he balls his hands into fists. Beetlejuice stretches himself out to be a whole foot taller so he can tower over her. ]
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[ Then the little stab about his height gets his feathers ruffling. His hair becomes threaded through with red and he balls his hands into fists. Beetlejuice stretches himself out to be a whole foot taller so he can tower over her. ]
Watch it, kid.