[A blissful few minutes of just, eating his watermelon as slowly as possible while also listening to Yzak bluster and plot are almost enough to get him into a zen enough state where the task ahead won't give him any impure thoughts. Almost.
...Ugh. Who is he kidding? Nothing can possibly save him now.
He sighs, munches the last of his melon and prepares himself for death.]
Alright, alright... Hand me the lotion bottle. Can't have you immolating in the sunlight out there while we're trying to win a game.
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...Ugh. Who is he kidding? Nothing can possibly save him now.
He sighs, munches the last of his melon and prepares himself for death.]
Alright, alright... Hand me the lotion bottle. Can't have you immolating in the sunlight out there while we're trying to win a game.