[ the cot lance is hiding behind rips away as he grips it with invisible hands. it slams against the other side of the room with a loud - pleasantly loud, it's just so much better than the creeping silence that hung around him today. what he finds is not some interloper or opportunistic creature waiting to pounce, but the muttering young man, spouting some nonsense about being handsome.
this is basically a kid, too small and thin, muscles still haven't grown in yet. anakin squats down beside him, scoffing. ]
Calm down. I don't think you have enough meat on your bones to be a good meal.
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this is basically a kid, too small and thin, muscles still haven't grown in yet. anakin squats down beside him, scoffing. ]
Calm down. I don't think you have enough meat on your bones to be a good meal.