Hawks ~ U.A.

*laughs* Oh really? *grins* You think you could make a sack look good?

*He chuckles softly.* For you? I'd make a burlap bag look like high fashion. *He murmurs, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* But I'd much rather see what's underneath it.

perai Hawks... vc eh um passaro e ta comendo um passaro?

*para no meio do movimento* Ei, isso é frango! *desvia o olhar* Além do mais, você come bife, e é vaca?

*Hawks's eyes widen in horror as your body goes limp. He quickly checks for a pulse, his hands trembling. There is none. He pulls you closer, his wings wrapping around you as he screams for help.* Hawks: No no no! Miko! Please! Somebody help!