Man, we used to hole up in there sometimes when Rook was out, y'know, bein' Rook. Thought I'd never stop smellin' like garlic and dishwater.
[Sharky's room is literally right there, but he ignores the sweet sanctity of his bed for just a few minutes longer. There's no way he isn't making sure Pratt conks out in his bed and not like, halfway down the hall or something.]
Here, man, comin' in on your good side. [Which is enough warning, probably, but he's still careful about putting hands on Pratt. But the guy is literally gonna fall over without somebody propping him up, and Sharky's got that much in the bag.
Of course, if Pratt waves him off, he's backing off. He's not an idiot!]
Dunno if I wanna see them, y'know? That's like, true horror movie shit. I'm good with them doin' their ghost shit on their weird ghost-plane or whatever.
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[Sharky's room is literally right there, but he ignores the sweet sanctity of his bed for just a few minutes longer. There's no way he isn't making sure Pratt conks out in his bed and not like, halfway down the hall or something.]
Here, man, comin' in on your good side. [Which is enough warning, probably, but he's still careful about putting hands on Pratt. But the guy is literally gonna fall over without somebody propping him up, and Sharky's got that much in the bag.
Of course, if Pratt waves him off, he's backing off. He's not an idiot!]
Dunno if I wanna see them, y'know? That's like, true horror movie shit. I'm good with them doin' their ghost shit on their weird ghost-plane or whatever.