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[throughbamboo]

Tch, don't think of it like that.

[said mildly as he watches it climb]

[holesomelanguage]

'm jokin' mostly.

[ He can't shake off the nerves but there's also an air of. Resignation? As he watches it as well. ]

[throughbamboo]

Mostly.

[he glances up at Nick]

Everyone's gonna wanna take a look at it. [said lightly, before he sobers and frowns in concern] You all right?

[holesomelanguage]

[ That gets a tug of a smile out of him. ]

Reckon they would.

... Yeah, jus'. Once I see where it stops, I can start... thinkin' again.

[throughbamboo]

[a hum of understanding]

Should've went and got drinks before we got into this, eh.

[holesomelanguage]

Hah, no kiddin'. Save the freakin' out fer the mornin' hangover.

[throughbamboo]

I dunno if freakin' out durin' a hangover's such a good idea.

[holesomelanguage]

If'n I'm gonna be in pain anyway, might as well pile it all up.

[throughbamboo]

I'll be honest with ya, that sounds real fuckin' stupid.

[holesomelanguage]

Gotta admit I'm in a bit o' a stupidly dramatic mood watchin' my arm turn inta metal like this.

[throughbamboo]

I mean, if ya weren't I'd be real worried.

But seein' as yer done with yer visions, I'll take ya drinkin' when yer arm's done doin' . . . whatever the fuck this is.

[holesomelanguage]

[ Debating tugging on his jacket but what if it gets fused with the arm or something... ]

... Let's jus' go now. It's slowed down, but it's still goin'.

[throughbamboo]

Y'sure? 'Cuz I can always go get 'em an' bring 'em back here, too.

[holesomelanguage]

Ya already done plenty fer me as is. I can do a lil walk in turn.

[throughbamboo]

[huffs a bit]

N' ya do plenty for me, but if yer up for it -

[holesomelanguage]

How 'bout we go together an' bringin' the drinks back?

[throughbamboo]

Heh. Sounds like a plan ta me.

[holesomelanguage]

[ Pushing himself up with his human arm. ]

Then let's get movin' 'fore this thing does somethin' weird.

... Weirder.

[throughbamboo]

Maybe it'll be nice enough to wait 'til we get back to do more weird shit.

[holesomelanguage]

If'n we gotta bank on some part o' me bein' nice, we ain't got a shot.

[throughbamboo]

We got a lil' bit of a shot. Yer sometimes nice.

[said teasingly]

[holesomelanguage]

When it counts. An' hopefully this counts.

[throughbamboo]

I'd say it does.

[holesomelanguage]

Hah! Let's get goin' then an' see how our luck holds out.