[There there, the zombie can't bite the tip of your tail off anymore, see?]
You did good--excellent timing on our parts, really. Easy. We're fine. It's all f--
[The bang cuts him off in the middle of his obvious bid to smooth a layer of optimism icing over top of this shit cake. Oh, Andraste's flaming knickerweasels. Forgetting the body, he returns to the window, parting the blinds just enough to let him peer through the slit.
It had been his hope to dump the remains on the front stoop again so they were not trapped in a house with it, but there's currently no room on said stoop for any more bodies with the bodies already mingling on it--and more on the way.]
Uh, okay. It's still fine. Let's just... keep our voices down and don't panic.
[A shadow passes along the front window before a palm slaps the glass. It's Anders' turn to very nearly startle.
All right, things could be better. They could be worse, but they could definitely be better.]
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You did good--excellent timing on our parts, really. Easy. We're fine. It's all f--
[The bang cuts him off in the middle of his obvious bid to smooth a layer of optimism icing over top of this shit cake. Oh, Andraste's flaming knickerweasels. Forgetting the body, he returns to the window, parting the blinds just enough to let him peer through the slit.
It had been his hope to dump the remains on the front stoop again so they were not trapped in a house with it, but there's currently no room on said stoop for any more bodies with the bodies already mingling on it--and more on the way.]
Uh, okay. It's still fine. Let's just... keep our voices down and don't panic.
[A shadow passes along the front window before a palm slaps the glass. It's Anders' turn to very nearly startle.
All right, things could be better. They could be worse, but they could definitely be better.]