[ Robbie can only watch as the gold tentacle stretches around him. Something happens so it doesn’t reach its intended target, but he can’t make out whether it’s because the man dodged or not.
He’s relieved either way. Phos' arms are morpheous, but they look hard. He ignores the woman's questions, or rather doesn't wait for a response. She's not pissed enough. ]
This is about the statues?! Who cares? Half of them are smashed anyway. Do you want him to look like them?
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[ Robbie can only watch as the gold tentacle stretches around him. Something happens so it doesn’t reach its intended target, but he can’t make out whether it’s because the man dodged or not.
He’s relieved either way. Phos' arms are morpheous, but they look hard. He ignores the woman's questions, or rather doesn't wait for a response. She's not pissed enough. ]
This is about the statues?! Who cares? Half of them are smashed anyway. Do you want him to look like them?