[That just gets a soft, noncommittal noise from Kimblee as he keeps focusing on the game; his reflexes have never been terribly great and he would prefer not to completely fillet the moron's hand just because he got mildly distracted.
Once he's got his bearings, however, he speaks calmly, and thankfully he manages to do it before his...companion over there can make some inane comment about climbing you.]
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Once he's got his bearings, however, he speaks calmly, and thankfully he manages to do it before his...companion over there can make some inane comment about climbing you.]
He's not my friend; he's Archer's.