[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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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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[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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Straight out of here... yeah.We could get everyone else out too.
[But here they are. Pretty stuck.]
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[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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[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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[Hunk adds, a little sheepishly.]
I'd, uh... I'm just glad you're still here.
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[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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Aw, Keith... Thank you. I mean. Same here. If you were here, here's where I wanna be too.
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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.