[And you know, maybe if Ryn hadn't been such a brat about the height thing, events wouldn't unfold the way they're about to, but when one is disrespectful of another man's calves, one really should expect he might have to forfeit a part of his leg of his own.
Cue Thancred also making himself comfortable — staying facing Ryn, but taking his own seat by perching his weight atop Ryn's thighs. An instant recipe for both-legs-pins-and-needles-asleep disease.]
It's that or being my prisoner now, I suppose.
[OR JUST PUSH HIM OFF LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES RYN THAT WORKS TOO]
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Cue Thancred also making himself comfortable — staying facing Ryn, but taking his own seat by perching his weight atop Ryn's thighs. An instant recipe for both-legs-pins-and-needles-asleep disease.]
It's that or being my prisoner now, I suppose.
[OR JUST PUSH HIM OFF LIKE A SACK OF POTATOES RYN THAT WORKS TOO]