Beatrid went stiff when he hugged her, sputtering wordlessly. In all honesty, it took everything in her will power not to punch him, because he was the one that had gotten her involved in all this fuckery to begin with! With a soft growl, she shoved him back and glowered at him.
"Oh, don't think you can butter me up now. I'm still fucking pissed at you," she snapped. "I mean, what the fuck were you thinking?! Running around robbing nobles like a fuckass! You, a known mage and criminal! What the hell did you think was gonna happen? I can't ever show my goddamned face around here again because of you."