[Having stumbled over an armchair, Floyd clambers across the floor for his device, snatches it up, then breathlessly, desperately mutters one last message for Riddle to hear:]
[He stares at the screen for a minute… then, resigned, slowly tucks it back into his pocket.
Oh, he’ll catch those crabs, alright. He’ll catch this world’s entire ecosystem of crabs in a heartbeat. If it means getting to hear those words, and have an impressive date…
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:46 am (UTC)Say–! Say that last bit again…!
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:54 am (UTC)... oh. Oh. Riddle has to stop himself from chuckling at how it seemed to belatedly hit Floyd.
Instead, he smiles, leans in closer to the device...]
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:55 am (UTC)[Click!]
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Date: 2023-02-03 04:55 am (UTC)Oh, he’ll catch those crabs, alright. He’ll catch this world’s entire ecosystem of crabs in a heartbeat. If it means getting to hear those words, and have an impressive date…
No crab is safe from Floyd Leech.]