[It's a little bit, but it's not much. His ears flop suddenly like they've been deflated, limp against his own back as he hugs her a bit tighter.]
I don't think I'm gonna be a lotta fun to be around this week, Ruky. [His voice is muffled against her stomach, making it all the quieter.] Gotta get all the grit outta my ink 'fore I try again.
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[It's a little bit, but it's not much. His ears flop suddenly like they've been deflated, limp against his own back as he hugs her a bit tighter.]
I don't think I'm gonna be a lotta fun to be around this week, Ruky. [His voice is muffled against her stomach, making it all the quieter.] Gotta get all the grit outta my ink 'fore I try again.