Nerva: "Th' BLURRY INDISTINCTNESS is becoming less BLURRY... & less DISTANT"
Thomas: "Wow.. those things mus' be HUGE-MUNGUS!"
Nerva: "What ARE they? How can we GET READY for THAT MUCH WHO-KNOWS-NESS?!?"
DRIFT...
Thomas: "PLUCK. Tenacity. & INTESTINAL FORTITUDE. Plus a lot of bluff."
TOUCH
Nerva: "Um... could you HOLD me?"
SWERVE
Thomas: "Um..."
Nerva: "Seriously--I... uh.. otherwise, my friend, I fear chances are good I'm going to UTTERLY LOSE my SHIT."
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HUG
CLING
sniffle
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