Says the demon-turned-human who resorted to throwing things. He won't point that out; he didn't need to. Besides, he was still caught up on this stranger.
"Could you describe this individual? What he looked like, or what he wore?"
That's a curious mental image. He did ask, though. He reaches down and pets Tiberius. The other rats had divided loyalties: some went to BJ to find a spot to rest, others to Spock. It was all rather adorable.
"Next suitable port, then. If they wish to depart." It was a tentatively finalized decision.
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"Like that kid who I threw the cage at. And then chased in here. And then threw a prop snake at."
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"Probably. I'm bad with names. Anyway, if he didn't get the ratties, somebody else would've. Humans are weirdly particular about pets."
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"Could you describe this individual? What he looked like, or what he wore?"
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Sorry, Spock.
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"...Right. Of course." Instead of pointing out the obvious unhelpfulness, he instead asks, "Have you bounced many quarters off of people?"
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"Next suitable port, then. If they wish to depart." It was a tentatively finalized decision.
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