Script #39

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Darkstalker shows Clearsight and Fathom his animus scroll.

Darkstalker: Ta da! I transferred all of my animus magic into this scroll!

Clearsight: I don't like that scroll.

Fathom: I agree with Clearsight.

Darkstalker hugs scroll.

Darkstalker: Shh, don't cry. They don't mean it.

Clearsight and Fathom glance at each other. 

Clearsight: Uhh, actually we do. 

Darkstalker: Who cares. At least I care about you.

Darkstalker skips away, singing to the scroll.

Fathom: That was definitely not him. 

Clearsight: I agree. 

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