The nightmare's reaction confirmed his fears that he hadn't misread the comment. Something twisted uncomfortably in his stomach, but he stood almost as quickly as the Corinthian did, stepping over his startled dog to head the nightmare off before he could reach the front door.
"What did you mean, Corinthian?" he demanded, the furrow in his brow deepening.
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"What did you mean, Corinthian?" he demanded, the furrow in his brow deepening.