Nothing changes, does it?

[spell_master]

I suppose the brat was right all along. In the end, I... I might as well just...

Kafele, take what money is in my pouch. I suggest you consume enough food to obtain the energy necessary to sustain yourself without my assistance for the next couple of days. I know how much you detest getting wet.

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[spell_master]

Hold on, hold on, Woah!

When I had something to drink, I couldn't even stay in this body for a minute! What the hell is going to happen when you do it? What's going to happen to me? Do you even know?!

[spell_master]

No. I do not know. But that is the best chance you have at minimizing the effects. Just... for a little while.

[spell_master]

Like hell! Don't make me bind you again!

[spell_master]

Kafele, just... stay out of this.

[evilsexmonkey]

You still know where I live if you decide you want to talk. Not that I think you will.

[spell_master]

Does he ever? Want to talk, I mean. Not specifically with you or anyone else. He doesn't want to talk to me, and that's technically just talking to yourself. Another person? Ha!

[spell_master]

There is nothing to talk about.

Which, of course, when spoken by me, means that there is something to talk about. Though, I doubt you would find them of much importance, Friend Honda. You already know what I choose not to say. It does not change much.

[evilsexmonkey]

Yeah, I know. *shrug* Doesn't matter if you think I'd be interested in your issues or not, I made the offer anyways.