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Amun's brow furrowed. Shaking his head from side to side, his whole body followed the motion, causing him to roll back and forth on the ground. "But if you have my arm, how am I going to drink it?"
Still, he extended an arm for Oliver. Or at least the potter tried. Wrapped in the blanket as he was, he just managed to jerk his weight in one direction. Watching as the blacksmith crept towards the fire, the Ascended smiled. "We don't need blankets when we have fire." He rested his head against the anvil.
Licking the anvil, he grimaced. Spitting and retching he shook his head again. "Nooooo. I don't like metal taste. Taste metal." Activating his upgrade, the anvil began to stretch and reach for the fire.
Still, he extended an arm for Oliver. Or at least the potter tried. Wrapped in the blanket as he was, he just managed to jerk his weight in one direction. Watching as the blacksmith crept towards the fire, the Ascended smiled. "We don't need blankets when we have fire." He rested his head against the anvil.
Licking the anvil, he grimaced. Spitting and retching he shook his head again. "Nooooo. I don't like metal taste. Taste metal." Activating his upgrade, the anvil began to stretch and reach for the fire.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
