[Oh, he recognizes that thing. Is he going to electrocute him? His thoughts form and break apart as quickly as they come. He almost wants to laugh at the image, but all that comes out is a grunt. His heart hasn't stopped Ken, don't do that...
But then there's a warmth, and suddenly his weak grunts do manage to become harsh short barks of laughter. Oh, that was easier wasn't it?]
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But then there's a warmth, and suddenly his weak grunts do manage to become harsh short barks of laughter. Oh, that was easier wasn't it?]