[He really appreciates them so, so much... Even as he wants to grimace from applying more pressure, he can't stop the uneven smile up at Rover. Ugh, he loves them.]
Uh, yeah, sorta. Tell Tía about not trusting her husband and hunkering down, but let's not tell her I got stabbed, yeah? There's no point in stressin' her out any more than this shit already will...
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They listen to his explanation, hovering by his side. At the mention of necromancy, their eyebrows shoot up towards their hairline.]
Fucking hell...
[That's?? Not good?? How do you fuck up so badly??
They sigh, sounding defeated.]
Yeah. I'll try to be quick. Is there...anything you want me to say?
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Uh, yeah, sorta. Tell Tía about not trusting her husband and hunkering down, but let's not tell her I got stabbed, yeah? There's no point in stressin' her out any more than this shit already will...