[ God, you baby. You're not helping your toddler status, okay. (As if Andyr is any better).
His brows lift, looking at Val like he might've grown a second head. Since when are you so into research and sciencing?
Oh. Wait. That's why. Haaaaa. ]
So we can figure out if you're dying or not? [ Let him tell you the results: yes, you are dying. Everyone is rejoicing. Hurrah.
Except Andyr maybe doesn't actually want him as dead as he says, especially since they aren't back home anymore, and it's sort of a moot point. He just has gross body functions. So, okay, whatever. Swinging is pack off his shoulder, Andyr goes digging through it, trying to find some kind of container they can scoop this nastiness into. ]
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His brows lift, looking at Val like he might've grown a second head. Since when are you so into research and sciencing?
Oh. Wait. That's why. Haaaaa. ]
So we can figure out if you're dying or not? [ Let him tell you the results: yes, you are dying. Everyone is rejoicing. Hurrah.
Except Andyr maybe doesn't actually want him as dead as he says, especially since they aren't back home anymore, and it's sort of a moot point. He just has gross body functions. So, okay, whatever. Swinging is pack off his shoulder, Andyr goes digging through it, trying to find some kind of container they can scoop this nastiness into. ]
Yeah, sure, I guess.