[That's . . . suspicious, isn't it, that this man knows his name. Except no, because why shouldn't everyone know his name? He's magnificent. Probably Kakyoin has heard of him by sheer rumor alone.]
Yeah I am!
[He's so cool. And now that they're basically best friends, Polnareff turns, ready to try hoisting himself up on the counter again. There's remnants of candy bars already opened, which might explain his current state.]
I couldn't reach. And then I broke a glass, and then I realized I wasn't at home.
[DUH, his tone says. He was still unable to reach, though not for lack of trying; Chariot had his hands under Polnareff's arms, trying like hell to lift his user up.]
[He frowned up at the glass . . . and then took it, because he was proud but not stupid. And as long Hierophant was being so useful . . . Polnareff lifted his arms up straight in the air, waiting patiently for Hierophant to lift him.]
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Yeah I am!
[He's so cool. And now that they're basically best friends, Polnareff turns, ready to try hoisting himself up on the counter again. There's remnants of candy bars already opened, which might explain his current state.]
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[DUH, his tone says. He was still unable to reach, though not for lack of trying; Chariot had his hands under Polnareff's arms, trying like hell to lift his user up.]
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[Hierophant's arm uncoiled into a single tendril, reaching across the kitchen and wrapping around a glass to hand to Polnareff.]
There. How's that?
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