[It's too bad Saul hasn't yet figured out how to turn himself to iron or whatever the hell it is, because he would have loved to see the look on Jesse's face for that. Maybe another time.
Instead, he ducks and charges, hauling Jesse up and over his shoulder like he's a sack of twigs.]
Coby's been throwing swords at me.
[Said like, you're gonna have to do better than that, kid.]
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Instead, he ducks and charges, hauling Jesse up and over his shoulder like he's a sack of twigs.]
Coby's been throwing swords at me.
[Said like, you're gonna have to do better than that, kid.]
So are you done magically probing me now?