Dave has wandered thoroughly into his egg-bed bubble thoughts and is not expecting anyone to walk in on him mid-mumble. He starts and cracks his head on the edge of the bed opening.
"Fuck!"
Oh my god. At least he gets himself turned around proper, even if he does look like he's half ready to vault straight over the other side of the bed.
"Uh." There is definitely a Moment where his brain interprets Nihlus's face as some kind of skeletal death mask. In an amazing display of restraint, he doesn't say this aloud. But it's a close thing. "Yeah, hey, man. That's definitely my name. What's up. The stripes are pretty killer."
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(This one also raps to himself.)
Dave has wandered thoroughly into his egg-bed bubble thoughts and is not expecting anyone to walk in on him mid-mumble. He starts and cracks his head on the edge of the bed opening.
"Fuck!"
Oh my god. At least he gets himself turned around proper, even if he does look like he's half ready to vault straight over the other side of the bed.
"Uh." There is definitely a Moment where his brain interprets Nihlus's face as some kind of skeletal death mask. In an amazing display of restraint, he doesn't say this aloud. But it's a close thing. "Yeah, hey, man. That's definitely my name. What's up. The stripes are pretty killer."
...Ok, well he tried.