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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