[It's so strange. One minute, they're on the verge of blows and violence. The next, he's chasing this fool to the sea only to drown for his efforts. And now, they're holding onto each other, and the seatroll is staring at him with that soft expression.]
[Good lord, they are well and truly fucked.]
[But still the Psiioniic sinks back down to rest his head against Dualscar's shoulder, fingers still gently running against his fins.]
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[Good lord, they are well and truly fucked.]
[But still the Psiioniic sinks back down to rest his head against Dualscar's shoulder, fingers still gently running against his fins.]