but also he laughs. actual laughter, not the chuckles he's let out here or there. he holds up his hand and wiggles his fingers, the tips of which are a blue that creeps up down digits. ]
[ It's been enough days for her to get used to the whole idea of this house being populated with a number of non-normies, so she just scoffs and rolls her eyes. ]
Ugh. Of course you'd be a freakazoid too, wouldn't you.
its some kind of miracle that his fingers still work as well as they do, but his desire to prove his point does not extend as far as to blatantly call out how weak he is. ]
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[ what ]
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but also he laughs. actual laughter, not the chuckles he's let out here or there. he holds up his hand and wiggles his fingers, the tips of which are a blue that creeps up down digits. ]
That's impossible for me, actually.
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Ugh. Of course you'd be a freakazoid too, wouldn't you.
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[ he's just. ill.
its some kind of miracle that his fingers still work as well as they do, but his desire to prove his point does not extend as far as to blatantly call out how weak he is. ]
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[ Said like she's very much questioning his intelligence right now. ]
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Nevermind.
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Yeah, that's what I thought.
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they're probably going to be locked in this until something else draws their attention away. alas. ]