#holtwrites

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Max: (after his fight with Casper) stab wound? I think you mean extra pocket.

Kenni: (concerned noise)

Sam: Max you aren’t allowed to leave my sight. Ever again.

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Flint (being the diversion): Hey there, Sunfolk. It’s me. Ya boy.

Sunfolk guards: …

Ajax: kill him.

Flint: (proceeds to lead them on a runabout)

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Flint: Welcome to another episode of “This Sounds Like It Should Be A Fever Dream.” And it certainly should be a fever dream. But it is, in fact, my life.

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Aero: Living with the Freefolk isn’t always adventurous or exciting. Sometimes it’s pushing Shade’s face away while yelling because you have viral bronchitis and he keeps trying to kiss you despite knowing this because he’s a himbo with no sense of self-preservation.

(Later, to Flint)

Aero: Shade has bronchitis. You’ll never guess how.

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Socket: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it

Ian: Just rip the bandage off.

Socket: It’s Lena.

Mal: Put the bandage back on.

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*a masked killer has Evan trapped*

Evan: Who are you?

Unknown: When I was a teenager, you killed my loved one, arrested me and imprisoned me without trial, I escaped, and you chased me halfway across the country to recapture or kill me - whichever was easier for you...

Evan: Maxwell?

Unknown: No, I’m not Maxwell.

Evan: ...Baron?

Unknown: No.

Evan: Inferno?

Unknown: (annoyed) No!

Evan: Magdalena?

Unknown: NO!

Evan: Look, you’re gonna have to narrow it down a bit further...

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Sam: (after getting Healsick) I slept for almost 12 hours, but I might still be tired so let’s go for 12 more just in case.

Max: Sam, that sounds like a coma.

Kenni: Agreed.

Sam: Sounds festive.

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Lena: You look like someone who will create a lot of problems for me.

Socket: I’m sor-

Lena: this intrigues me.