[JW has taken up the habit of snoozing on the sofa (occasionally uninvited) but he's still disoriented when Morrigan's tinny yelling wakes him up. Today, the baker has been replaced by twenty some odd feet of purple and green coils and what human part of him is left is draped gracelessly on the floor when the shouting starts.]
Huh--wha--it wasn't me!
[And then he sees. THAT THING. OH HOLY GOD NO NOT A ROBOT NOT IN HIS MORRIGAN'S OWN HOME! He tries to escape but his attempt at movement just ends up dumping him onto the floor. However instead of yelling, he just stares at himself before slowly lowing his shoulders to the floor.]
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Huh--wha--it wasn't me!
[And then he sees. THAT THING. OH HOLY GOD NO NOT A ROBOT NOT IN
HISMORRIGAN'S OWN HOME! He tries to escape but his attempt at movement just ends up dumping him onto the floor. However instead of yelling, he just stares at himself before slowly lowing his shoulders to the floor.]Aw hell, it's one of those things isn't it?