[Tonic laughs at the incredulous thought. he finds it hard to believe that someone, anyone, would be an accomplice to the social crime of bringing someone like him all the way up there.]
And who would be escorting me, you?
[his hem finished, he stiffly crouches down to start bringing around a hem at the bottom. his work on this outfit is almost completed, at least for today.]
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And who would be escorting me, you?
[his hem finished, he stiffly crouches down to start bringing around a hem at the bottom. his work on this outfit is almost completed, at least for today.]