[ It's easy enough to snap the branches in half, though what remains are still the stumps of those that did manage to root themselves in his skin. They're somehow tangled in amongst the cells, which is strange - but not as strange as the fact that he can discern this just by focusing. He may have to dig out the remainder later, it's hardly something to do on the road.
So he'll get up, retrieve his jacket, and hang it around his shoulders like a cape. ]
Thanks.
[ They wouldn't be living up to their job title if they can't take a short trek, eh? ]
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So he'll get up, retrieve his jacket, and hang it around his shoulders like a cape. ]
Thanks.
[ They wouldn't be living up to their job title if they can't take a short trek, eh? ]
What year was it when you left?