Shame... [ That would be something worth making fun of. Caster wanted to continue somehow, follow up with... something. But he stares into the wall blankly, until he takes a water bucket and splashes part of its content onto the hot stones, emitting a new cloud of steam.
Much better.
Yeah, he's not his usual chatty self, but when he returns to the bench, he's a lot closer to Archer, because- he's just going to lie down on that bench and take most of space. ]
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Much better.
Yeah, he's not his usual chatty self, but when he returns to the bench, he's a lot closer to Archer, because- he's just going to lie down on that bench and take most of space. ]