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[it's late o'clock and some jackass is throwing various pieces of cutlery into a wall of the living area, whistling a jaunty tune.]

[makes a flicking gesture at you. no boogers, but, you know.]

[whacks at his hand with a wooden spoon]

[pulls away, not quite quick enough.]

Oi.

Don't be gross.

Or what, Ma?

Or I'll cut your hair off when you're asleep.

Dare you.

You don't wanna do that.

You have practice cutting hair while people sleep, then?

Not so much people as leviathans and hair so much as necks, but yeah.

Leviwhats?

Big fucking fish that we down on the coasts from all the toxic shit you lot dump in our waters.

Tut tut, us city-folk.

I will smack you again.

For what.

Maybe I just want to.

Save it for the arena.

I'm not going to be smacking you in the arena.

Partners. Right.

Having second thoughts?

Nah.

Right.

[paces around the kitchen again ...]

[finished with putting stuff away, washing his hands]

You could always go hit up Fluffy again.

Could. Just trying to be friendly.

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