{ ♚ }; “Well, I apologize then! I had no idea my presence would be irksome to you, stranger.” He was keeping his distance— there was no need to approach the blond, but there was also no reason to leave. Hans tapped his chin slightly, the gloved fingers produced a silent rhythm full of pondering. “Forgive me, but I cannot recall your name—… I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced?” Truth to be told, he barely remembered the guy at all. Hans wasn’t even sure if he wasn’t mistaking him for someone else.
“–the name’s Kristoff. And I suggest you remember it.” He wasn’t afraid of getting his hands dirty– he’s had to defend himself his entire life from people who thought they were better than him because of their standing. “Though I have nothing to do with who the queen and princess banishes and unbanishes, that doesn’t mean I can’t deal with you myself if the opportunity strikes. So watch it.”