[He frowns, feeling sort of put upon by this whole situation. He squints down at the remains of the carrot he's holding, commiserating with the humanoid vegetable for a moment. Bewildering, isn't it?
He contemplates arguing that usually when she says she's left something in the house for him, it's for eating, but he doesn't. He'll be happy enough to put this behind them.]
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He contemplates arguing that usually when she says she's left something in the house for him, it's for eating, but he doesn't. He'll be happy enough to put this behind them.]
Well... you can have what remains of him.
[He sets the top of it back on the table.]