[mrrr. leans over, careful of Mithos on his shoulder, to fumble open the bag on the floor and fish out his knitting stuff :[ then shifts over so he can lean against the headboard at least, shoving Mithos over enough that the shoulderlean doesn't keep Lloyd off the bed]
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Sorry -- just -- I'm so confused.
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