[Ironically enough, she no longer even needs his arms. He could cross them all he likes. Sucks for you, Eridan, doesn't it? But his legs seem to be the last part, as after those she straightens up and turns to write everything down on one of her pieces of sketch paper.]
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Date: 2012-11-17 09:44 pm (UTC)