[He ignores that, being too interested in the beer. He takes one loooong hard drink of it and slams the glass back down, nearly halfway empty.]
Good god did I need one of those. Holy shit, that's good. [He stares at the glass a little longer, before going for another, smaller sip. There's nothing like a cold one after two months of being a dragon and dying. Speaking of which.]
You catch my message earlier? About the dying thing?
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Good god did I need one of those. Holy shit, that's good. [He stares at the glass a little longer, before going for another, smaller sip. There's nothing like a cold one after two months of being a dragon and dying. Speaking of which.]
You catch my message earlier? About the dying thing?