He pointed upward toward the sky, before turning his hand to scratch underneath his chin again. "Black, yeah, but -- ain't really the point." There was a point that he was trying to make, but he wasn't sure anymore what it was.
Reaching underneath his jacket, he lightly scratched the top of the two mates -- Larry and Barry. His fingers gently poke the tumors as he wondered if they were getting larger or not. "You got like other questions and stuff, yeah? 'bout me or somethin'? Or just want to eat and not worry 'bout it?"
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He pointed upward toward the sky, before turning his hand to scratch underneath his chin again. "Black, yeah, but -- ain't really the point." There was a point that he was trying to make, but he wasn't sure anymore what it was.
Reaching underneath his jacket, he lightly scratched the top of the two mates -- Larry and Barry. His fingers gently poke the tumors as he wondered if they were getting larger or not. "You got like other questions and stuff, yeah? 'bout me or somethin'? Or just want to eat and not worry 'bout it?"