[Gods, let's hope it doesn't get any worse. Like, let's make sure there's no imaginary people thrown into all of this, too. If there were, that'd be the straw that broke the butler's back.
He's quiet for a moment, contemplating this, and then sort of. Slowly pushes himself up, because he'd always rather linger in a bed, and looks over at Lion.]
...Did you...want to take a seat? [He nods his head at the table in the corner with the teapot on it.] It's not real, but there is tea in there.
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He's quiet for a moment, contemplating this, and then sort of. Slowly pushes himself up, because he'd always rather linger in a bed, and looks over at Lion.]
...Did you...want to take a seat? [He nods his head at the table in the corner with the teapot on it.] It's not real, but there is tea in there.