me: "I want to get out of bed and start my day and maybe grab In Stars and Time but I'm just. stuck. I can't escape."
Bast: "You're anxious?"
me: "I'm anxious."
Bast: "About?"
me:
me: "It fucken COLD outside of Bed!"
words cannot describe the sheer eyeroll I got at this before he pushed a few buttons and catapulted our vessel out of bed to turn on the heat
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