[ Sissel snaps his hand back, looking affronted and more than a little confused. That... that's pain, right? He hasn't felt it in ten years; it's hard to even remember he's supposed to. ]
Hey! Watch it!
It's okay, Sissel! We're getting our own, see?
But there's food right there already... And how am I supposed to buy stuff, anyway?
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Hey! Watch it!
It's okay, Sissel! We're getting our own, see?
But there's food right there already... And how am I supposed to buy stuff, anyway?