He just tipped the entire damn thing on himself, didn't he? Go big or go home, he guesses. He leans on the window frame again, watching Fern struggle. Huh, so it does affect grass. Good to know. He's just going to file that away in the back of his mind. Just in case. ]
Itching powder. It won't kill you. [Just in case Fern feels he'd actually do something that would kill him. You know, just... making sure Fern knows that. ] I knew you'd make a grab for it. I didn't think you'd use the entire thing on yourself, but I probably should have seen that coming.
[He's just gonna... let Fern struggle for a bit there.]
Do you give up yet? Or are you just gonna lay there, stuck to the ground, itchy?
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He just tipped the entire damn thing on himself, didn't he? Go big or go home, he guesses. He leans on the window frame again, watching Fern struggle. Huh, so it does affect grass. Good to know. He's just going to file that away in the back of his mind. Just in case. ]
Itching powder. It won't kill you. [Just in case Fern feels he'd actually do something that would kill him. You know, just... making sure Fern knows that. ] I knew you'd make a grab for it. I didn't think you'd use the entire thing on yourself, but I probably should have seen that coming.
[He's just gonna... let Fern struggle for a bit there.]
Do you give up yet? Or are you just gonna lay there, stuck to the ground, itchy?