[That sounded kind of worrying, really. A drink, though, that sounded good. Maybe that'd stop his mouth feeling like someone had rubbed it raw with sandpaper, then filled it full of cotton wool. With another dry swallow, Lockon gave a small, grateful nod.] W'tr, 'lease...
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Date: 2009-01-24 01:35 pm (UTC)