[Almost instinctively, a grin appears on his face for a second, revving up some clever remark at the mention of a leash. You're the one with the collar. But it disappears just as quickly, almost like one of his shifts between realities.
He almost feels like throwing up, but manages to hold back the urge.]
It's- I'm just... there's this guy, from my world, here, and he- we got in a fight and it was my fucking fault and I thought- I thought fucking Greyjoy up would fix it and it just- we're at the bottom of the fucking ocean, it's not like I can pack up and move if the council figures out who did it... Should have fucking killed him but he'd just come back and tell someone anyway...
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Date: 2019-08-05 10:06 am (UTC)He almost feels like throwing up, but manages to hold back the urge.]
It's- I'm just... there's this guy, from my world, here, and he- we got in a fight and it was my fucking fault and I thought- I thought fucking Greyjoy up would fix it and it just- we're at the bottom of the fucking ocean, it's not like I can pack up and move if the council figures out who did it... Should have fucking killed him but he'd just come back and tell someone anyway...