It really is something ( or would be ) to watch these two from the sidelines, being every bit the teenagers they rarely get a chance to be, what with the whole lack of robot space lions and imminent danger thing they have going for them; they look almost like a pair of normal roommates, sprawled as they are, engaging in the most mundane of conversations, eating the kind of junk that they're absolutely not going to be able to metabolize the same way when they're older —
And that sure was three minutes and nineteen seconds of not being here to make friends. We get it, Keef. You're not here to make friends. But maybe … you should at least make a bit of an effort to get to know your charges? Isn't that what ( effective ) bodyguards are supposed to do?
"The mermaid? Keith, they have names." Or. He assumes they do. Princesses have names. "At least you're not picking up garbage …" Garbage boy is not happy about this. Count your blessings, you shitlord.
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It really is something ( or would be ) to watch these two from the sidelines, being every bit the teenagers they rarely get a chance to be, what with the whole lack of robot space lions and imminent danger thing they have going for them; they look almost like a pair of normal roommates, sprawled as they are, engaging in the most mundane of conversations, eating the kind of junk that they're absolutely not going to be able to metabolize the same way when they're older —
And that sure was three minutes and nineteen seconds of not being here to make friends. We get it, Keef. You're not here to make friends.But maybe … you should at least make a bit of an effort to get to know your charges? Isn't that what ( effective ) bodyguards are supposed to do?"The mermaid? Keith, they have names." Or. He assumes they do. Princesses have names. "At least you're not picking up garbage …" Garbage boy is not happy about this. Count your blessings, you shitlord.