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[bitingnightmare]

Okay.

Fastest way to repair a stone statue? Go.

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[thegoodprince]

[Freak out party?]

I'm sorry! Look at him, though! This's... This's sort of very bad.

[bitingnightmare]

[Point at Fly.]

He's from your world, think of something! Does that Tinkerbell clapping shit work?

[thegoodprince]

I mean... The more well-known you are, the more powerful you become. Or something. I don't know how it works. Ms. Snow got shot in the head before and lived, though. Maybe if we just... Broadcast the rhyme, he'll get better!

[Where are all of the handy-people at your kingly disposal when you need them? He's sure Weyland could fix this.]

[bitingnightmare]

[Clapping a hand on Fly's shoulder.]

Good. You know the drill? That's your next job.

[thegoodprince]

[Vague nod of understanding. Uh...]

Oh. Alright, yeah.