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These. *taps scars on chest * I can't drink for a few months. But don't let me stop you.
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Damn... I'm sure you can have a few.
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Not without dying I'm afraid. But. *puts arm on shoulder* Doesn't mean I can't talk with you guys anyway. *starts walking toward where everyone is* C'mon.
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Let's go. You didn't think I'd leave without you, did you?
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Nah, not really. *walks alongside toward everyone*