[ To Roman's credit, he catches it. Sort of. He blocks it from his head but his motor skills are just lacking, causing it to fall listlessly to the floor. ]
Yeah, you could be a giant piece of shit. [ But he's not. Roman's more appreciative of that than he wants to say. ]
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I know my life is weird as fuck, okay. I am aware that I'm unhinged. It could be a lot worse, that's all I'm saying.
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Yeah, you could be a giant piece of shit. [ But he's not. Roman's more appreciative of that than he wants to say. ]
How many more you gotta make?
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[What he meant. Whatever.]
Just a couple.
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[ And Roman settles in, perfectly content to hang out as Jedao finishes.
...When the hell did the desire to hang out with Jedao happen? ]