*He stares at her. Judging. Clearly he's beginning to wonder what sort of demon he's me --*
I, uh, don't suppose you got more of those where that came from, do you?
*...or he could have just been mulling it in his head. Really, the guy hung out with a sarcastic book, a horrible skull monster and a Shade-possessed perpetually angry swordswoman. This is just sort of... something.*
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I, uh, don't suppose you got more of those where that came from, do you?
*...or he could have just been mulling it in his head. Really, the guy hung out with a sarcastic book, a horrible skull monster and a Shade-possessed perpetually angry swordswoman. This is just sort of... something.*