( Well — well, then. This is a delightfully shapely potato being wretchedly weaponised, and Deimar can no longer stand for this woeful misdirection. He drags it down for a bit of performative, unenthusiastic chewing.
...trying, but desperately failing to convince his body that the vegetable has been thoroughly cooked. Mind over matter. )
You're my bodyguard. Absent the part where I don't feel particularly keen to have you anywhere near my body right. ( More apologetic chewing. ) Do I have something to worry about?
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( Well — well, then. This is a delightfully shapely potato being wretchedly weaponised, and Deimar can no longer stand for this woeful misdirection. He drags it down for a bit of performative, unenthusiastic chewing.
...trying, but desperately failing to convince his body that the vegetable has been thoroughly cooked. Mind over matter. )
You're my bodyguard. Absent the part where I don't feel particularly keen to have you anywhere near my body right. ( More apologetic chewing. ) Do I have something to worry about?