[Excuse Eridan while he just stares for a long moment, unable to even nod as he listens to Samantha explain. At her question, he is surprisingly quiet, sharp fangs worrying at his bottom lip.]
...Yeah, I knoww wwhat one a' those is. Fuck, Sam, I--... fuck.
[He pushes a hand through his hair, mussing with the perfectly gelled strands.]
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...Yeah, I knoww wwhat one a' those is. Fuck, Sam, I--... fuck.
[He pushes a hand through his hair, mussing with the perfectly gelled strands.]