Niiice. [That was to the flip and land. He smirks, although the smirk quickly falls to a slightly pensive frown.]
But you still got it.
[Just like...what the fuck, man. And he's a little distrustful because someone who contracted a horribly disfiguring disease that was contagious likely wouldn't just say it and all, although not so much that he's going to do the safe thing and attempt to punt Anakin back into the pit for the good of the people. It seems plausible enough that something else was behind the hand, just...
What the fuck happened to you. He's going to stand, brush off his clothes, drop the vine into the pit, and...just...what the fuck is that hand.]
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But you still got it.
[Just like...what the fuck, man. And he's a little distrustful because someone who contracted a horribly disfiguring disease that was contagious likely wouldn't just say it and all, although not so much that he's going to do the safe thing and attempt to punt Anakin back into the pit for the good of the people. It seems plausible enough that something else was behind the hand, just...
What the fuck happened to you. He's going to stand, brush off his clothes, drop the vine into the pit, and...just...what the fuck is that hand.]