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mistakes were made when you blessed me with this gift
The display with the dog is... strange, make no mistake. But after years of watching Murphy enter into similar silent conversations his human ears weren't privy to, and Lucy introducing him to her zombie friends by name as if they were still their old selves, it's surprisingly not as strange as it could be.
As it probably should be, if they're being honest.]
Lucky?
[Oh. He means the dog. 10K stares down at the pooch as if waiting for the subtitles that will never come, then lifts his eyes back up to regard Logan. He'd ask, but... If he asked every question on his mind right now, they'd be here the rest of the day.]
... Thanks? [mAYBE?] But I can tell you now I plan to be out past then. Don't wait up.
[Who is he supposed to be talking to? Dude or dog??? This is confusing.]