[He stares at Harry with no interest in his words whatsoever, face still as hard as stone as he approaches him. Nothing fast, a casual gait that wouldn't suggest anything dangerous. Contrary to what his expression might tell, he's not that angry- this has happened far too many times in the past to blow up about.
He only wants him out.
Gazing upwards at a man who is clearly so tall that he has to fly to even touch his head, he opts for something more within reach. A hand shoots out as he steps to Harry's side quickly, and tries to pinch one of his wings. Nothing too hard, enough for a grip between his two fingers but not enough to bring Harry to his knees or anything. But if he does grab it, it's going to hurt like a bitch.]
GOOD GOOD
He only wants him out.
Gazing upwards at a man who is clearly so tall that he has to fly to even touch his head, he opts for something more within reach. A hand shoots out as he steps to Harry's side quickly, and tries to pinch one of his wings. Nothing too hard, enough for a grip between his two fingers but not enough to bring Harry to his knees or anything. But if he does grab it, it's going to hurt like a bitch.]