[ He twists in his seat, trying to hook his legs over the aisle armrest; but it's awkward, made more so by the seat belt, so he leaves off trying, instead contenting himself with leaning against Kevin's shoulder. It's a careless gesture, as if he were using Kevin as nothing more than a warm cushion. ]
What made you decide to come down from Heaven and slum about with us, hm?
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[ He twists in his seat, trying to hook his legs over the aisle armrest; but it's awkward, made more so by the seat belt, so he leaves off trying, instead contenting himself with leaning against Kevin's shoulder. It's a careless gesture, as if he were using Kevin as nothing more than a warm cushion. ]
What made you decide to come down from Heaven and slum about with us, hm?