In the interim... [He starts— stops. Not quite certain of his own footing in unfamiliar territory, the patterns of his speech are halting at best. He was not meant for this.
But that does not mean he will not try.] should you have need of my presence, as easement, or.
Should you wish to drink, or spar, I would grant you the trouble of my own attendance.
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Glad to hear that, man.
Still feel like shit but that'll pass eventually.
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But that does not mean he will not try.] should you have need of my presence, as easement, or.
Should you wish to drink, or spar, I would grant you the trouble of my own attendance.
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Sorry for wakin' you up to deal with my emotional shit.