"I, Grantaire, am wonderful at changing the focus away from my incredible skills but will this once admit it for the same of my dear friend so he can come drink with me."
Do you know that for certain? Perhaps I will die waiting for you to join me, and not even our dear Jolllly could revive me. How sad it would be, to die waiting for company.
You know how Jehan feels about the creature in that book. I have no desire to be put through that type of pity. Self-pity is the only sort I require. I'm very well-practiced at it.
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"I, Grantaire, am so incredible at noticing my friends talents am therefore the best friend one could have."
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And if it does I have two great med students on speed dial.
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"bring his rights back to life too!"
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[He's terrible and he knows it. You're welcome, R.]
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Luckily, he is prepared for times such as these. ]
The rights of the undead? You would have to swap out the corpse first. Mine simply won't do.
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I don't think he appreciates my sense of humor.
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I've seen him smile. Never at me. Maybe only once. Maybe it was in a dream. What I wouldn't give to see it again.
[ Yeah, he's....he's A Lot. He's so pitiful we shouldn't make fun of him. ]
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You're not an idiot. You know the kinds of things that are likely to make him happy.
Has he actually met your cat yet?
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