[He is indeed a pouting piece of chicken, and him being such only makes it so much easier to tease. Especially when she's practically holding him in the palms of her hands.]
Well, if you do not try—
[However, she is a little irked that she now has to deal with all of this on her own, and when a skeleton comes just a little too close, she grabs it within a claw and squeezes it, tight... tighter... tighter...]
—then how are you supposed to know?
... Tighter until the skeleton goes POP and the bones scatter all over the deck of the ship.
I will grab one for you.
[And fortunately for them, there are plenty to choose from, and rather than looking at them like they are a horde of undead, she eyes it all like she is at a buffet instead, and picks a particularly rickety skeleton from the batch into another aether-made claw again, bringing it over as it squirms inside her grip.]
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Well, if you do not try—
[However, she is a little irked that she now has to deal with all of this on her own, and when a skeleton comes just a little too close, she grabs it within a claw and squeezes it, tight... tighter... tighter...]
—then how are you supposed to know?
... Tighter until the skeleton goes POP and the bones scatter all over the deck of the ship.
I will grab one for you.
[And fortunately for them, there are plenty to choose from, and rather than looking at them like they are a horde of undead, she eyes it all like she is at a buffet instead, and picks a particularly rickety skeleton from the batch into another aether-made claw again, bringing it over as it squirms inside her grip.]