[ As Lambert wriggles out of Strange's grip, Strange takes this opportunity to take the (now half-full) glass of water. Tentatively he sips at it, as the nausea slowly comes back. This whole thing is far too weird and far too annoying for his tastes. Stupid witchers. ]
We'll have to run tests later, [ he states, with all the authority that his drunken self can muster, before Strange starts to fall slightly to one side. Might be best to shove him either on the floor or in a bed. ]
yeah but certain segments of fandom would need to care about the bodice wearers in the first place
Stupid witchers. ]
We'll have to run tests later, [ he states, with all the authority that his drunken self can muster, before Strange starts to fall slightly to one side. Might be best to shove him either on the floor or in a bed. ]