[Alright! He gets up first. The last thwap is perhaps the rudest of his all. His tail, still long and soft as ever and reaching almost to the floor, hits Waver right in the face before he gets a chance to turn around.]
No offense, but I'd rather do that than sit around and brood with you.
[He offers a hand for Waver, ready to pull him up.]
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No offense, but I'd rather do that than sit around and brood with you.
[He offers a hand for Waver, ready to pull him up.]
I feel like we've done that before.