Epic!G: Egh. *G removes his cloak, draping it over the back of his chair. He also removes a book out for an inside pocket* While I sit here, you mind making me something to eat? *He has a sly smile painted on his face, and his left eye is a yellow pupil.*

Grim: oh of course, i’ll make you a sandwich of go fuck yourself. *he walked off- no, stormed off to his room to look for his guns*

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