[Where are we, his tone implies, practically an internalized scream for Lawrence Dimick because seriously that is not what he signed up for. At least they're in the real world, in the city for all they know Raul could have sprouted tentacles and a second head.]
Jesus Christ I'm gonna be sick.
[Freddy whines but that's all it is, he's not actually going to hurl. He doesn't have enough food in him to do that.]
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[Where are we, his tone implies, practically an internalized scream for Lawrence Dimick because seriously that is not what he signed up for. At least they're in the real world, in the city for all they know Raul could have sprouted tentacles and a second head.]
Jesus Christ I'm gonna be sick.
[Freddy whines but that's all it is, he's not actually going to hurl. He doesn't have enough food in him to do that.]