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[Balthier is sat in a dimly lit cockpit, in the Captain's seat of course, without a shirt and sporting several large, ferociously red claw marks on his chest.]
Does anyone, perhaps, know a decent remedy to sooth the ache of... [He touches a claw mark and hisses in pain.] ...claw markings?
Preferably something that isn't going to make them sting any worse than they already do.
[He gives quite a boyish smile then turns off the device.]
Does anyone, perhaps, know a decent remedy to sooth the ache of... [He touches a claw mark and hisses in pain.] ...claw markings?
Preferably something that isn't going to make them sting any worse than they already do.
[He gives quite a boyish smile then turns off the device.]