[The hand- whatever happened last night really wrought havoc on his manicure- attempts to weakly bat his tail away but gives up within a few seconds of impotent flailing. Whatever. This is fine. He doesn't care if Rohan sees him looking like death, he's feels like he's dying anyway. Though he doesn't so much as look up from where he's lying face-down on the pillow somehow the mournful quality to his voice manages to carry right through it, only amplified by how muffled it is.]
I smell like a dog.
[he's not even trying to deny it rohan that's how bad things are]
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I smell like a dog.
[he's not even trying to deny it rohan that's how bad things are]