[ If anything, Sam's grin just widens. Par-me-sharn. Yep. She sure did nail that. Utterly no recognition of the words in her eyes. Sad, but adorable.
He probably shouldn't, but oh he will absolutely mess with her. Sam can already tell. Poor thing. ]
That ain't coffee. That's a shit show brewed with water. But you know what? Can't dilute a war crime.
[ Sam gestures at their surroundings with his fork, though, and shrugs one shoulder. ]
Sure is my first time getting sneezed through time and space to be birthed from an egg, I'll give you that. Bit different than my usual speed. [ Somehow, it's weirder than turning to dust for 5 years. No, really. ] This though, the humanitarian crisis, the all-hands-on-deck militaristic survival stakes? Yeah, ain't my first rodeo.
[ He frowns, shakes his head briefly, then cocks an eyebrow. ]
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He probably shouldn't, but oh he will absolutely mess with her. Sam can already tell. Poor thing. ]
That ain't coffee. That's a shit show brewed with water. But you know what? Can't dilute a war crime.
[ Sam gestures at their surroundings with his fork, though, and shrugs one shoulder. ]
Sure is my first time getting sneezed through time and space to be birthed from an egg, I'll give you that. Bit different than my usual speed. [ Somehow, it's weirder than turning to dust for 5 years. No, really. ] This though, the humanitarian crisis, the all-hands-on-deck militaristic survival stakes? Yeah, ain't my first rodeo.
[ He frowns, shakes his head briefly, then cocks an eyebrow. ]
I'm sorry, walk me back. Fright Zone?