My name is Merlin— [This he says as he does indeed make a generous lunge for the parcel as it drops, so his next words are jumbled in an indignant noise as he falls-but-doesn't, shirt grabbed, the works. This is embarrassing...
He's dropped several parcels. There they are, sadly sitting on the ground, because he's shit at juggling. Goddamn it.]
Well, I'm not helping anymore, am I...? Look what you've done.
he's like a solid 6/10 Kid
He's dropped several parcels. There they are, sadly sitting on the ground, because he's shit at juggling. Goddamn it.]
Well, I'm not helping anymore, am I...? Look what you've done.
[He's still kind of just. Hanging? Hmm.]