(“The future kids are multiplying.”)

Hhhhhuh

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thank you, lady serra

no THANK YOU, lady serra

okay

My fear of men increases every waking moment.

..

Who are these blue and red kids.

who ARE these people. . . . .

[ looks around. . . . . . . Dabs on the MF haters. ]

what is. . . lord hector doing. . . I-I’m scared

hh huh.

“. . . I-I see.”

H-H-HUH—. . . Lor. . . L-Lord Hector, um— A-Alright, if you say so. . . [ She didn’t expect him to come out of NOWHERE. ]

Ah. . . U-um, I-I. . Well, you scare m-me— [ Voice shrinks. ] . . . Q-quite a bit. Oh, that sounded incredibly rude, didn’t i-it—!

[ Fidget, Fidget. ] A-ah, um. . . You being quite large is not the p-problem perse. . . I-I’m just scared of m-men—! . . . Aaa, a-and archers as well. . . . I-I can’t believe I’m admitting t-this.

hhhh What.

[ Blink, blink. ] P-Pardon—?! Ah, Lord Hector. . . Y-you don’t have to go to such e-extreme. . . Measures for my s-sake—!! You’re fine. . . T-the way you are.

Aaa