[He takes a gulp of his own water, only disappointed when it doesn't wash the taste of the muffins down too much. But at her gesture, he follows it with a frown, nodding.]
Whatever that thing...I don't think it's my friend. I mean, it's me, but I don't want to rely on it all the time. I don't really trust it...
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Whatever that thing...I don't think it's my friend. I mean, it's me, but I don't want to rely on it all the time. I don't really trust it...