"That's messed up," he says about the slaver ring, rubbing his thumb along her hand. "Oh. I guess I just assumed it was an animal that couldn't talk."
His tummy rumbles fiercely, and he makes a face. "I hope-..." He gets a weird look on his face, and then he shoots up in bed and... promptly throws up in her lap.
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Date: 2016-09-16 07:36 am (UTC)His tummy rumbles fiercely, and he makes a face. "I hope-..." He gets a weird look on his face, and then he shoots up in bed and... promptly throws up in her lap.