Yeah, sure. If it helps you sleep at night, I guess. [He shrugs a shoulder.] Hammerspace wallet.
[Man, he thought this would be about sicknasty acrobatics and food.
It's probably a good thing that the shades obscure most of his face. He can feel where the thin skin under his eyes feels a little heavy with sudden exhaustion at her question. The last few days have been a bit of a blur, and he can't remember the last time he slept for more than a few hours.
The shades can't obscure the way his shoulders deflate ever so slightly. He recovers quickly though, and tries to pass it off as just rolling his shoulders.]
Nah, not here. Bastards probably know this is a Strider playground and nearly piss themselves at the mere thought of getting within twenty feet of it.
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[Man, he thought this would be about sicknasty acrobatics and food.
It's probably a good thing that the shades obscure most of his face. He can feel where the thin skin under his eyes feels a little heavy with sudden exhaustion at her question. The last few days have been a bit of a blur, and he can't remember the last time he slept for more than a few hours.
The shades can't obscure the way his shoulders deflate ever so slightly. He recovers quickly though, and tries to pass it off as just rolling his shoulders.]
Nah, not here. Bastards probably know this is a Strider playground and nearly piss themselves at the mere thought of getting within twenty feet of it.