[-but he's distracted by this rabbit? he blinks at it, taking it in. the little bottle, the shirt.
and because it is emotional overload week, he bursts into laughter, enough so that tears prick at the corners of his eyes. as he reaches up to wipe his face, still laughing:]
I swear to you-- I swear on the Void itself, if you picked a rabbit for the ears-!
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[-but he's distracted by this rabbit? he blinks at it, taking it in. the little bottle, the shirt.
and because it is emotional overload week, he bursts into laughter, enough so that tears prick at the corners of his eyes. as he reaches up to wipe his face, still laughing:]
I swear to you-- I swear on the Void itself, if you picked a rabbit for the ears-!