[ Smiling into the bed as Molly flirts with him, Fjord hums and lets a nap take over to resume the snoozing that Beau had so callously ruined earlier (how dare she want him to be healthy and exercise). ]
No problem, Molls.
[ And he passes out with the ease of a man who got laid the night before, still recovering that half-orc stamina. ]
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No problem, Molls.
[ And he passes out with the ease of a man who got laid the night before, still recovering that half-orc stamina. ]