So what the hell are you supposed to be, anyway? Some kind of weird-ass zombie magician?
[Lyn pokes the crow again. It's practically compulsory.] 'S not like I'm hurting it. It's just a pen. Oh, yeah, and it's already fucking dead. [What can he say, this is mildly entertaining/interesting.]
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[Lyn pokes the crow again. It's practically compulsory.] 'S not like I'm hurting it. It's just a pen. Oh, yeah, and it's already fucking dead. [What can he say, this is mildly entertaining/interesting.]