[ not only is the tree strange but he's English. Two Europeans, just meeting in a magical forest, no biggie.
THUNK, that fruit hits Strange square in the shoulder. He chokes back a swear as his hand goes up to his shoulder. That hurt. He looks over at the Medic, giving him a glare. Strange is halfway tempted to throw the fruit back at him but he is a dignified magician and not a literal child so that impulse gets buried.
If anything else gets thrown at him, he's straight up going to respond and be a petty asshole via magic, though. He's not a child but that doesn't change the fact that he doesn't like this whole 'things getting thrown at him' thing. ]
Funny, I've a feeling you'd be more able to control your hand than either of us would be able to control the trees.
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THUNK, that fruit hits Strange square in the shoulder. He chokes back a swear as his hand goes up to his shoulder. That hurt. He looks over at the Medic, giving him a glare. Strange is halfway tempted to throw the fruit back at him but he is a dignified magician and not a literal child so that impulse gets buried.
If anything else gets thrown at him, he's straight up going to respond and be a petty asshole via magic, though. He's not a child but that doesn't change the fact that he doesn't like this whole 'things getting thrown at him' thing. ]
Funny, I've a feeling you'd be more able to control your hand than either of us would be able to control the trees.