[ Thanatos looks at Mort, who somehow looks back with a smug expression. ]
Yes, I can understand Mort. I've been able to since I was small.
[ Mort squeaks something about height not counting. ]
Mort, I'm older than you.
[ And yet who was supposed to protect who? The Chthonic Companion is the protector! Thanatos cheeks turn a little golden. He's losing this argument with Mort. How is he losing this argument? ]
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Yes, I can understand Mort. I've been able to since I was small.
[ Mort squeaks something about height not counting. ]
Mort, I'm older than you.
[ And yet who was supposed to protect who? The Chthonic Companion is the protector! Thanatos cheeks turn a little golden. He's losing this argument with Mort. How is he losing this argument? ]