[ ugh. ugh. he isn't going to be accepting this affection anytime soon, so any wiggling of ears or an attempt to rub that wet snout against Bigby is met with a hot gust of air going through his nose. Rosalind might know more about him than most, but just because he is sort-of-kind-of animal doesn't mean he takes well to others. in fact, it is quite the opposite. ]

You're a human. Are you trying to tell me that you have never had a problem with another human? Or that you might want to be as far as fucking possible from a particular human?

[ who the hell gets an egg that contains a hippo. hippos aren't even born in eggs. this is some genuine bullshit, and while he's already accepted that he doesn't like the weird way this world and/or universe handles things, having baby hippos emerge from eggs is just too much. ]

At least tell me you didn't specifically ask for this.