[Looking up, you're no help at all, Tyki. Comfort him, comfort your sparkling brother.] ...That's not a comforting thought. What if I'm stuck like this?
[He picks the White tea and takes a sip, glancing at Tyki as he does so. He looks horrified and the cup falls out of his hand, effectively breaking on impact.] ...Holy hell.
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...Make it stop.
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Nope, he still has x-ray vision. Only one thing to do then. Troll Tyki like no tomorrow.] ...It looks kinda empty, bro.
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[But he's going to act totally mature and toss a cake back at him.]
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