[ Fine fine. With an exaggerated little sigh, Scout gets up again and comes to join Spy at the table, shoveling food into his mouth on the way. He was pretty much planning to sleep off the afternoon drugs after the months of pointedly trying to fight them to little reward. Since Spy said he'd help liberate Tom Jones, he's got no real reason to stay up kicking the man's bed. Not that reason always had a place in Scout's machinations, but... The prospect was unlikely at present.
He reaches for the roll he's trading for, or rather tries to pluck it up. ]
Gmmphh mmph ba mrarf orfefls fa bay befoda breymot.
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He reaches for the roll he's trading for, or rather tries to pluck it up. ]
Gmmphh mmph ba mrarf orfefls fa bay befoda breymot.