[ He's still melting internally from the comment to mind much when Beau shrieks at them through the wall, the creak of their footsteps a dead giveaway. ]
I have one, we're moving rooms so I can fit him in my mouth again!
[ Fjord grins and escorts Molly down the corridor, emboldened by having him on his arm. The Monk's yelling is a mess of rage and indignation, well-earned. ]
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I have one, we're moving rooms so I can fit him in my mouth again!
[ Fjord grins and escorts Molly down the corridor, emboldened by having him on his arm. The Monk's yelling is a mess of rage and indignation, well-earned. ]
Goodnight, Beau!