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[So kind, Keith.

Hunk debates several times trying to stand and follow after him but... in the end he just stays where he is, slumped in his chair.]

Yeah, really. Also I'd like to vote somewhere for us to have our lions. That only seems fair.

[Just saying.]

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[Slicing and dicing and he makes his way back over to where Hunk is sitting, plunks the plate of fruit down on the table and drops back to a seat with a sigh. Tired. Hungry.

Sitting still feels almost strange. Alien. Like his thoughts and the world are still rushing too fast around him.]

...seconded. I feel like it might be a different story around here if we had the Lions.

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[Hunk's eyes flicker open--when did he close them?--and he grins appreciatively at the plate.] Oh man. Thanks, Keith.

[He leans forward to snag himself a couple of pieces of fruit, popping them with great relish into his mouth.]

If we had the Lions, though, we'd just... woosh, fly on outta here.

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[He nods at the thanks, grabbing up a few pieces for himself and slumping into his chair, smirking.]

Straight out of here... yeah.We could get everyone else out too.

[But here they are. Pretty stuck.]

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Yup, just pack 'em straight on into the Lions and off we go.

[He half-laughs at the mental image of, essentially, all of them attempting to fit in the Lions. That'd be no small feat...]

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Might be a little crowded, but yeah. More or less.

[Yellow and Black are the big boys, at least. If they can stable a cow, they could fit some colorless city refugees.]

But... we're still hanging in there, even without the lions.

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Yeah, we are. I'm really hanging in there thanks to you.

[Hunk adds, a little sheepishly.]

I'd, uh... I'm just glad you're still here.

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I...

[Oh. Well.]

Yeah. Me too, Hunk. I'm glad I'm still here. If you're here, this is where I want to be.

[He won't leave Hunk alone to deal with this crazy place!]

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[Hunk gives him a touch, googly-eyed look, his hand pressing briefly to his chest, over his heart.]

Aw, Keith... Thank you. I mean. Same here. If you were here, here's where I wanna be too.

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[Hunk don't look at him like that, he has no idea what to do about it.]

Yeah? [Really? That's... okay. Actually that is a warm fuzzy feeling like he is super not used to. But it's nice.] Thank you, too.