[Your consciousness drifts in to the sound of discordant whispers. It sounds like a hushed argument in another room, something you can't quite catch. You're cold. Your skin tingles slightly, and then...]
Mm... It feels nice to me. But I'm that part. The part that can get hurt. That's why I was... down there? So I can tell. The rest of "me" doesn't like it. ...Maybe we'll get used to it.
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[How to words he's a tiny??]
You can get hurt more, this way.
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[He ruffles Ariel's hair gently.]
This might be good for you, all of you.
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[Like seriously though who the fuck lit my brother's shit on fire I'll kill them.]
I think it's fine to leave you here...
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You're dear to me, brother. Be well.
[Gonna get up and leave I guess.]
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