[ Okay well, by this point, James has seen enough weird shit that the chimera doesn't startle him much. But he doesn't like to look at it while it's shifting. It's uncomfortable, to see it morphing like that. ]
What do you mean, it wasn't you? It was your voice telling me to ride the unicorn. It's--
[ whatever. This argument isn't productive. God. ]
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What do you mean, it wasn't you? It was your voice telling me to ride the unicorn. It's--
[ whatever. This argument isn't productive. God. ]
So what do you want to do, then?