He really wants to entertain conversation with her about this, but it really won't be a pleasant thing to sit through on his end. He'll have to save his thoughts until later.
Boxer glances curiously at her offered medication. They look more like antibiotics, given their size and color, but he still feels like his last round is still kicking. Glancing at the clock near the TV, he realizes that the offer is only a few minutes early. Might as well go for it.
He leans his face directly into her hand, instead of taking them into his own. He tilts his head back to swallow them down. As for the original problem, however...well, he's usually so good at coming up with ideas, but right now...not a whole lot is coming to him. To the best of his ability, he floats to the top of his tank, having to hold onto the tank edge to keep his balance. But like this, Sybil has access to all the tentacles she'd want.
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He really wants to entertain conversation with her about this, but it really won't be a pleasant thing to sit through on his end. He'll have to save his thoughts until later.
Boxer glances curiously at her offered medication. They look more like antibiotics, given their size and color, but he still feels like his last round is still kicking. Glancing at the clock near the TV, he realizes that the offer is only a few minutes early. Might as well go for it.
He leans his face directly into her hand, instead of taking them into his own. He tilts his head back to swallow them down. As for the original problem, however...well, he's usually so good at coming up with ideas, but right now...not a whole lot is coming to him. To the best of his ability, he floats to the top of his tank, having to hold onto the tank edge to keep his balance. But like this, Sybil has access to all the tentacles she'd want.
Or what's left of them, anyway.