[ Thankfully, the joke lands, prompting a laugh. ]
Gods, he'll be so sad. Like a puppy in the pet store window.
[ Picturing Claude pressed against the light of her shield will get her to the village. It's awkward, having to swim with a leg that's gone half-numb and stiff, and more often than not, she's the one holding Lizzie up.
She feels bad about it, because who wouldn't, but she's glad that it's dear, sweet Lizzie she's stuck in this mess with. ]
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Gods, he'll be so sad. Like a puppy in the pet store window.
[ Picturing Claude pressed against the light of her shield will get her to the village. It's awkward, having to swim with a leg that's gone half-numb and stiff, and more often than not, she's the one holding Lizzie up.
She feels bad about it, because who wouldn't, but she's glad that it's dear, sweet Lizzie she's stuck in this mess with. ]
Almost there. Sorry for the abysmal pace.